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"Cared,” I correct. “That was until I lost someone more important. Two, actually."
She licks the spot on her bottom lip and scratches the area between her brows. "Funny, it takes losing me for you to figure that out. To have a change of heart."
"I figured out many things when I thought you were dead."
"What do you want long term? I'm here and agreed to come here with you because of Niro. Believe it or not, it is important to me for him to know his father. It was one of the reasons I did what I did. I wanted Niro to have the opportunity to have both of his parents alive. We both know how important that is."
"Fair enough." I pull up the security feed on the house that detects body heat and spot Agnes sitting with Niro while he shows her some droid struggling to stay on. "I want you and Niro to stay. It isn't safe for you to go back."
"I heard."
That means Ciro called and told her. That is probably why she came here to seek me out. I have to admit, I'm insanely jealous. I'm possessive. I'm going out of my fucking mind, but anger and violence will not get her back.
"It means we need to attend public appearances on the island. It will keep them guessing and you off the radar."
"But not you. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that Kill is Killian Cross, and what if they find out what you really do on the mainland?"
“They don't give a fuck about the freak behind a mask. They see a woman as more of a threat on the track, making money. It defeats the purpose, and when they find out it is a woman from high society, it will create pandemonium. What gives hope must be destroyed. A woman beating the fastest and smartest man on the planet does that."
She smirks. "Who said you're the fastest and the smartest?"
"You've got jokes."
"I've got facts."
"The fact is that you're staying here and will need to act as my wife."
"What will your girlfriend think?" She leans forward and glances at the screen to watch the live feed. "Is she here somewhere? I've been expecting her to pop out from somewhere and remind me how tight you guys are."
She's jealous. Just like I am of her and Ciro. Of anyone touching her. Too bad I'm not going to answer her. Let her think what she wants. I'll just have to show her. Remove the doubt I placed in her mind about me–about us.
"There's a dinner being held for a fundraiser tomorrow night. Be ready at seven sharp. Agnes will watch Niro. He will be in good hands. I'll make sure he has everything he needs."
"He wants a working droid. He likes fixing them and wants to learn."
I grin. "Like his father. I liked to fix things when I was a kid. I wanted to build things but realized everything was moving faster in the cloud. A network was rapidly growing and offering a better way of life. It seemed easier."
"Until it falls into the wrong hands after they find out everyone depends on it. Then greed and the need for control sets in. Using it against the people who need it to survive."
"Yes, but it takes one person to unravel it all. To release it or to create one just like it without anyone knowing it exists, and even if they find out about it, it's too late to control it." She shifts in her seat, crossing her legs over the other. My eyes follow the movement, desire rising like the tension in the room. Our eyes meet. "If you keep that up, I will bend you over this table and show you what you've missed."
I don't miss the blush on her cheeks, but it's mixed with the stormy look in her eyes. Her fingers slide the short chocolate strands behind her ear, waiting for the slick retort to slide off her tongue, causing my dick to pulse in my pants.
"Is that what you were hoping for since you found me? For me to spread my legs because you're Killian Cross. To fuck me and show me what I'm missing?"
"Maybe, or… maybe, I want to make love to you."
She laughs, and it sounds like music. I can listen to her repeatedly without getting bored of hearing it.
"You don't believe in love, remember? You never had time for an emotion so profound like that."
"Things change."
"So do people." She stands, watching me remove my mask, and I walk around my desk. "What are–"
I pull her in my arms, silencing her with a kiss. Her lips are warm, soft, and sweet against mine. Her fingers slide in the back of my hair when I cup her face softly in my hands. Our mouths fused together, exploring each other's taste. I press my cock into her, showing her what she does to me. My tongue slides in her mouth, and I'm in heaven. Her sweet breath mixed with the scent of her skin and her soft, straight hair.
The animal inside rattles to be set free. To take her hard. But not having her for so long taught me that these moments I can steal away are the most important. The little things like the soft kisses, the smell of her skin, a glance when she isn't looking, the sound of her voice, and the gift of her laughter. The little things that mean the most. The ones I missed and thought I lost forever.
