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Instead, I pull away and watch her heavy eyes open. Then I escort her out of the bedroom. She stays quiet as I walk her down the hall and to the elevator. When it stops, the doors slide open and she comes to a stop when she sees the stained glass double doors.
Her wide eyes meet mine. “Saint.” My name trembles on her lips. “What are we doing here?”
“Do you trust me?” I ask, running my knuckles down her fragile neck, feeling her pulse race.
“Yes.” She straightens her shoulders. Not a single second of hesitation. Even after everything I had to put her through, she trusts me.
I push the doors open into the cathedral, and she steps inside to see Haidyn and Kashton standing at the Lords altar.
She turns back to face me and I cup her face in both of my hands, her pretty blue eyes search mine as they fill with unshed tears. “Ashtyn Lane Price…” I start, and her lips part. “I’m in love with you.” She blinks, and the first tear falls. “I’ve been in love with you all my life. This is me, a Lord, asking you to be my Lady. Will you marry me, sweetheart?”
Another tear falls, and she licks her wet lips before whispering, “Yes.”
I’m broughtout of that memory when the door opens. Sin enters the room; an angry-looking Jasmine comes in behind him. “Kashton needs you,” he says and nods to Jasmine in some sort of vague warning. I’m too tired to figure it out.
“Where is he?” I ask, running my hand down my face.
“Downstairs,” he answers and again, it confuses me because we are downstairs.
“May I stay here with her?” Jasmine asks, her eyes on my wife.
“Yeah.” I kiss Ashtyn’s forehead and exit the room, closing the door behind us. “What the fuck was that about?” I question.
“Kashton is in the basement, killing people. Jasmine was trying to calm him down. He tossed her to me and told me to get her the fuck out of there.” He looks over at me. “I figured it wouldn’t hurt just in case another bomb goes off while we’re down there.”
Sighing, I pick up my pace, and he does the same.
ASHTYN
I’m sittingup in my bed eating more ice chips while I wait for some clothes. I was actually happy that Saint wasn’t in my room when I woke thirty minutes ago because that means he wasn’t going to stop me from seeing Haidyn.
I never really knew how Haidyn felt about me while growing up. We weren’t as close as me, Sin, and Kashton were. Haidyn was closer with Adam than me. Kashton was friends with everyone. Then our senior year, when I became Saint’s chosen, Haidyn’s chosen hated me. I mean, I understand why, but it wasn’t like I went after him knowing he was taken. It wasn’t about me and her. Until she made it that way.
Senior year at Barrington
I’ve been spendingall of my time with Saint since our vow ceremony three weeks ago. The Lords throw parties constantly now that the seniors can get ass. I thought I saw a lot watching porn, but that’s nothing compared to what I’ve seen these men do to women.
I had to pee so bad, and I couldn’t wait to make it to Saint’s private bathroom in his bedroom. It was on the other side of the house, which is the size of a hotel. So I decided to used the closest women’s bathroom I could find.
I’m pulling my jeans up when I hear the bathroom door open, and girls’ laughter echoes.
“God, did you see her? Can she be any more of a whore?”
I stiffen, recognizing the voice and knowing exactly who she’s talking about. Me.
I open the door, and a set of green eyes meet mine in the bathroom mirror. “Fuck,” she whispers, her eyes widening.
“What?” Sierra looks up and spots me in the mirror. She turns and walks over to me. I see motion at the bathroom door behind her but stay quiet. “We were just talking about you.” She smiles.
“I heard.”
“We’re tired of you throwing yourself at Haidyn and Kashton. Honey, they don’t want you.”
I lift my chin but say nothing.
“Everyone knows you’re a whore.” She rolls her eyes. “Not like it’s a secret.”
I swallow the knot in my throat. Why is it the women that always make you feel the shittiest about what you choose to do with your body?
