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“No one has thanked me—” His voice breaks, and he roughly clears his throat before speaking again. “No one’s thanked me before.” I search his eyes, but there’s nothing there. Nothing but that sad, lonely, lost boy.
“You’re a good man, Ezra King.” He closes his eyes at my words, his lips tightening as he lets them soak in. “Thank you for coming for me last night. Thank you for putting up with my bitchy attitude. Thank you for looking out for Ian.” His eyes flutter open, his lashes damp. “And thank you for choosing me.”
His hand wraps around the back of neck and he roughly pulls me to him, crushing his lips against mine. “Never thank me for that,” he rasps against my lips. “It’s my honor to be your man.” My throat tightens again, but I push the tears back and kiss him.
I can’t handle any more words, not right now. I don’t think he can either. We need to touch, and kiss, and fuck. We need each other.
“Let’s go home,” I say, pulling away. He pulls me back to his mouth, and I let his tongue slide against mine. His kiss is hungry, and demanding, and claiming. I feel him hard under me, and I rock my hips, hissing through my teeth at the soreness that radiates through my body. “Home.” I rest my hands on his shoulders and move away again.
His hooded eyes are lustful as he stares back at me, his pupils blown so wide the blue is almost gone. Slowly, his hands glide down my body and he gropes my ass through my jeans.
“I’m taking my time with you when we get home,” he says darkly, and goosebumps ripple over my skin. “I’m going to make you come so many times we lose track. Then I’m going to fuck you.” His grin is wicked, and desire shoots through my body.
“Okay,” I breathe, and he grins wider.
“Are you speechless?” he asks, his eyes twinkling. “All I have to do is promise to fuck you and you’ll forget how to speak? That’s good to know when you annoy me in the future.”
“Fuck off,” I laugh and swat at his shoulder. “Such a dick.” He lifts his hips, grinding against me in emphasis. “Idiot.”
I keep a stupid smile on my face as he helps me slide back to my seat. His hand wraps too high around my thigh as he pulls from the parking space and drives us home.
Kiwi
Ihadn’t meant to tell Kennedy about Elaine like that. I honestly didn’t know if I ever wanted to tell her about my past, but everything that had happened to her reminded me too much of what happened to Elaine for me to ignore. I sat with Kens and listened to her doctor list her injuries, and for the second time in my life, I felt totally helpless.
I couldn’t do anything to take the pain away. I couldn’t change what happened last night. I didn’t protect her, just like I hadn’t protected Elaine, and it made every emotion I’ve pushed down over the years bubble to the surface.
Kennedy doesn’t blame me for what happened, but I blame myself.Iwas the one she called for help.Iwas who she needed when she was in danger, when she thought she was going to die.Iwas the one she was counting on to save her, to protect her, and I didn’t.
Last night, I felt everything I do now, but the relief that she was still alive overpowered every other emotion. But today, while we went over everything that had been done to her, it finally hit me. It ran over me like a fucking semi, and I had no one else to blame but myself for what happened. I should’ve done more. I should’ve been better.
My hackles rise as we walk into the dimly lit apartment. Shouting fills the small space, and I immediately push Kennedy behind me as I pull my gun from my waistband. She tries to move past me, but I hold my arm out, giving her a firm look that she chooses to ignore.
“Ian—”
“Hush,” I hiss. Her mouth snaps shut and her eyes go wide. I try to take a deep breath to calm down, but I can’t, not when she’s still fucking hurt and something might be happening to Ian. “Stay right here. I mean it, Kennedy.” She barely nods, but it’s enough for me.
I slowly move down the hall, scanning the bathroom and her room as I pass them. Ian’s door is cracked open, so I peer inside, readying myself to burst through and grab him before killing the threat.
But I pause.
“You can’t leave,” Ian says, his voice rising with each word.
“I can’t stay here!” Enzo shouts. “I won’t stay here. If I do, he’ll fucking kill me. Iknowhe will.” I squint, trying to see them better. Ian paces the room, his hands on his head.
“Just live with us. My mom doesn’t care.” Enzo lets out a long breath.
“I can’t live here, man,” he says gently. “She’s dating that guy now. This place is getting too crowded.”
“So we’ll move,” Ian says, his voice breaking. “We can find a new place.” Enzo sighs. I force myself to stop breathing, to just listen. “I can get more hours at the store, and—and I’ll help pay for a new place. Just don’t leave.”
Tension builds between them, and I hold my breath, waiting.
“I have to go,” Enzo finally breathes. “There’s nothing for me here. No reason for me to stay.”
“What aboutme?” Ian says, his voice sharp but thick with emotion. Enzo sighs again, but Ian pushes. He takes a step forward, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “You know how much I hate school, how much I hate it here. Just wait until we graduate and I’ll go with you. I’ll go anywhere with you.” My heart breaks for the kid. “Please don’t leave me, E.”
“We’ll still be friends,” Enzo says quietly. “You know we’ll still talk all the time. And we can still play with the guys online.”
