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“Are you in love with me?”
His finger pauses and the edge of his index finger dips under my chin, nudging my face up. His eyes search mine intensely. “Yeah. Yeah, puddin’, I think I am.”
A loud bang on the door down the stairs of Raze’s room pulls us both out of our daze.
“Hold the fuck up!” Miles yells over his shoulder, his eyes remaining on mine. “But here’s the thing,” he continues, his other arm wrapping around my waist and pulling my body into his. His fingers come up and play with my hair. “I know Raze doesn’t admit it, puddin’, but my fucking God, he loves you.” My heart lurches into my throat and every fleck of my flesh begins to throb with uncertainty. I try to pull my head out of his grasp. “No,” he says, his hand coming up to my chin to tilt my head back towards him. “Don’t go shy on me. You need to hear me out.”
I swallow down past the boulder of nerves, emotions and everything else that is building in my throat.
“He loves you, Millie. He loves you more than I have ever seen anyone love one person. The thing with Raze is that he doesn’t know what love is. He’s not familiar with the feeling, so he doesn’t know he’s feeling it.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I whisper, tears threatening to spill out of the sides of my eyes.
“Because, baby girl, if there’s any one man who deserves the kind of love that I have no doubt you can give, it’s him.” He pauses, his knuckles gliding down my cheeks. I lean into his touch. “But that’s also why I’m letting you go.”
My eyes open slightly as a tear trickles down my cheek. I don’t want Miles to hurt, but I don’t want him to let me go either. Do I feel the same way he feels? Not really, but I do love him. Could I try to work things out with him so I didn’t have to see his heart break in front of me again? Absolutely.
“Miles?” The banging gets louder. “Can we talk about this a bit later?”
His smile comes up slowly. “Yeah, puddin’. Of course.”
The loud thud of more banging vibrates through the doors and I roll my eyes. “I’ve had about enough of this shit.” Ruffling up my hair into a messy bundle of joy, and smudging the dark burgundy lipstick that’s smothered on my lips, I walk up to Miles and pull at his tie until it’s loosened. Giggling to myself, I step up to his hard chest, ignoring the way my nipples spark to life at the connection, and bring my lips down to the collar of his crisp white shirt under his suit jacket. Raising my eyes up to his, I run my lips over his collared shirt slowly and then pause at the heat that flares in his eyes. Blinking, I drop my eyes to his neck and to the rose which sits proudly on the side of it. Bringing my eyes back to his carefully, I take my lips away from his now-lipstick-covered collar and toward his neck, over the pulsing angry vein that throbs under his warm skin. Gently, I scatter my lips over it when his body tenses. I open my mouth slightly and the grip he has around my waist tightens. Carefully, I lay a soft, tentative kiss on his neck and then slowly lean back until I can look up into his gentle eyes, eyes that are only gentle for me.
“We will talk, okay?”
He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Yeah. I guess we will.”
I take his hand in mine. “Okay, let’s cause trouble.”
“You always will be my little monster, you know…” Miles laughs, letting me take the lead.
“I’ll always be your little monster,” I repeat with a nod and a chuckle, looking over my shoulder and smiling before running down the stairs.
Swinging the door open, I lean on the doorframe with my arm stretched up. “Hey, sorry,” I tilt my head and suck my bottom lip into my mouth. “Got a little, you know…” I look beside me and behind the door. “Carried away.”
Miles pulls open the door wider while failing at straightening his tie. “Yeah… ahhh…” He brings his eyes back down to mine and I grin up at him under hooded eyes. Miles takes the door handle and looks back to the shocked door-banger. “Yeah, we’re gonna need more time.”
Miles slams the door in the door banger’s face and turns toward me, hiding his laughter with his face turning purple before he bends down and wraps his arms around my calves, lifting me into the air. I let out a loud squeal in surprise and Miles lands his hand on my ass with a loud slap. “Shhh, puddin’.” I cover my mouth with the palm of my hand and try to swallow my fit of laughter. Once we hear the footsteps disappear down the hall, Miles places me back down to my feet with a smile.
“Okay, Johnny Depp. Let’s go.”
“Ooohhh,” he says, his arm hooking around my waist as his other hand grips the door handle. “You really think that was a Johnny Depp level performance?”
I shrug. “Wasn’t bad.”
He throws his head back in a fit of laughter, nudging my body with his shoulder. “You know damn well I’d give Johnny a run for his money.”
“Run?” I say, quirking my eyebrow and following him down the hallway until we reach the top of the stairs. “You couldn’t run if Stephen James was chasing you.”
His mouth snaps shut and I pause. Searching his eyes, I can see the crazy brewing. He lurches forward, his hand flying out to grip my arm, but I sidestep him and move backwards.
“Nuh-uh, can’t touch this. Na, na, na…”
He lunges forward to chase me and I squeal out in shock before launching myself down the stairs, taking them two at a time. Rounding the corner, I pick up my speed when I look over my shoulder to see Miles on my tail with a grin on his face and a psychopathic glint in his eye. “Run, run, as fast as you can, you can’t catch me, I’m the fuck machine man.”
A loud laugh rips out of me as my feet hit the pavement of the hallway. I swing open the door that leads down to the basement and take the stairs again two at a time. Reaching the door which opens out onto the vast space of Raze’s basement board room, I swing it open to find all eyes already on the door, waiting for me to open it because they had already obviously heard the stampede upstairs.
“Hi.” I smile. “Sorry,” I whisper, ignoring Raze’s glare from the head of his table. Miles comes crashing down the stairs and barricades into me until my body falls forward an inch. My hand comes up to my mouth to stifle my laugh.
