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“Bass and I have unfinished business, something we should have spoken about a long time ago. But I want you to know it doesn't change how we feel about you?”
My eyebrows pinch together unsure what he means by that comment. Tugging me closer, King holds me to his chest before he brings our foreheads together, speaking quietly as if he’s trying to keep it between us. “I promise you won’t lose me—us no matter what happens.”
Somehow, I’m not sure that's true because even right now I can feel something slipping between us. If whatever they’re all keeping from me is as bad as them knowing my father’s real identity and about my mother, I'm not sure I'll survive it.
He pinshis eyes on me when I approach him. His body is still, but I can tell his heart is racing.
His jaw turns stony as my gaze drifts over him, I hesitate for a moment, scraping my teeth over my bottom lip.
“I don't need you.” He narrows his eyes. Like fuck he doesn’t need me.
Before I get a chance to grab him, Bass launches at me, taking fistfuls of my shirt, then yanks me toward him. Breaths gust unsteadily from his lips, his eyes dart across me, then he shoves me from him in an attempt to put space between us.
I grasp the back of his neck with both hands, and then my mouth slams into his.
All passion, fire, and heat as my tongue collides with his. He sinks into the kiss, my head buzzes as Bass and I fight for domination.
Sliding one of my hands from the back of his neck, I slip the palm of my hand over his rib cage, feeling him twitch at the contact as I slide my fingers under his shirt. A strangled moan escapes him as I take a hold of the waistband of his joggers and yank him to me, making my cock brush against his.
Letting out a ragged breath, my lips hover over his, and his throat bobs with a hard swallow then he growls, “I don’t fucking need you, King.”
Not letting him get too far, my lips slam down on his taking what I want. My teeth scraping against his bottom lip and I tug on it before letting it pop free.
Growling, he dives back into my mouth, his fingers dipping low against the waistband of my joggers before he brings them back up wrapping them around my neck.
“Your dick says otherwise,” I growl. Shoving from me, this time putting a huge amount of space between us, Bass stands away from me, breathing deeply as he does his best to control himself. Meanwhile, I’m panting, my cock fighting for freedom behind my joggers.
“Fuck,” Bass hisses through clenched teeth.
Knowing he’s fighting this as much as me, that we’ve been fighting this attraction for so long, neither one takes it further.
“I can’t do this,” he mutters.
“I’m right fucking here, Bass, talk to me,” I growl.
“I can’t,” he says, lifting his eyes to the ceiling and fighting whatever internal battle he has.
“Why?” I demand.
“Because you’ll hate me,” he says, then spins on his heel and storms away before I get a chance to ask him what he meant.
I knew it was a risk, the others could have spotted us, seen our little show, but he was pushing me away before we even fully talked about what was happening between us.
Heading downstairs, I enter the kitchen to find Jordy and Cass sitting at the counter, Nova’s with them. They all watch me as I stalk to the fridge to pull out a bottle of water. I gulp it all down before I lift an eyebrow. “What?”
“Meeting, remember?” Cass says. Right, of course. I can’t back out, there's too much at stake.
Bass comes into the kitchen taking a seat across from Nova. Reaching across she squeezes his hand. He gives her a forced smile before he goes back to staring at his lap.
I’ll deal with him later, right now, Nova deserves answers.
Taking my seat, my gaze drifts over them as I collect my thoughts.
“My parents murdered my little brother. They got high like normal and they left their cocaine out, he got to it. I’d been out trying my best to avoid my fucking house. By the time I got home, his body was cold, and he was gone.” I swallow down the lump in my throat. “He was three.”
I swallow hard, dipping my head between my open arms. That night floors my memory and it’s like it’s happening all over again. They’d made a deal to get rid of me so I wouldn't turn them in, so instead I got rid of them.
An audible gasp can be heard around me, but I don't dare lift my head to look at them, ashamed I'd left my brother when I knew what my parents were like.I should have been there.
