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“Hi, King.” I sigh. “I’m on my honeymoon, and Levi wanted to see where I grew up. I didn’t expect to run into anyone I knew.”
Grunting, King’s eyes travel over me. It doesn’t seem sexual, but I do stand taller, and when his eyes meet mine, he seems surprised to find that I refuse to cower. King has never scared me. The chaos I caused is what made me ashamed.
“Who is this?” the girl with him whines, and King winces in pain.
I don’t know why he’s with this life-sized Barbie doll, if he doesn’t even like her.
“This is a girl I used to know a long time ago,” he says dismissively, and I sigh. It’s clear he doesn’t want to speak to me.
“We should go,” I murmur, looking up at Levi.
There’s a fire burning behind his eyes, and I realize he’s angry at King’s dismissive tone.
Bending down, he kisses me hard, his tongue swiping along mine as he possesses me. Little does he know, I’ve been his since before I even walked down that aisle.
“Now we can go. I do believe I have ice cream to feed you,” he says softly.
Grinning up at him, I start to walk away, completely wrapped up in this man.
“Wait, Chas,” King barks, and I flinch as the past crashes over me again.
“What do you want, King?” I groan, annoyed. “I was surprised when I saw you. I never would have tainted your perfect world if I had thought it through.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I realize he’s surprised by me. I’m not a sad, broken girl anymore. There’s a lot about me that he just doesn’t know.
“Holly,” he murmurs, staring down at the red-head next to him. “Can you grab us the movie tickets so we’re not late, please? I just need to do one thing beforehand, Baby.”
Holly huffs but nods, taking the money he offers her before she flounces off.
Walking closer, he follows Holly’s disappearance with his eyes. “Sorry, you took me completely by surprise. The last I heard, you were at Holy Cross and were sleeping with my ex-girlfriend.”
Frowning, I decide not to speak about Tempest outside of this one thing. “You do not get to say her name to me,” I tell him, stepping forward to poke him in his stupidly solid chest. All I get for my efforts is a sore finger, and I continue to scowl. “Tempest is my best friend, and it is no one’s business what we do or don’t do. She didn’t cheat on you, and we didn’t hurt anyone with our actions.”
Blowing out a breath, he glances over at my husband. “And you’re okay with your wife fucking everyone?” he asks.
Levi crowds my back, looking at King disdainfully.
“You must be Kingston,” he says. “I expected a man who carried himself with more integrity than this. My Chastity told me that you were her best goddamn friend during one of the lowest points of her life. I was going to tell you how much I appreciated your existence in her life, and now all I want to do is punch you in the face.”
King bristles before deflating. “You’re amazing, Chastity, and always have been. I can see why you and Tempest would become friends. My assumptions and remarks were stupid. I’m sorry. I keep thinking about how I wish I could have helped you more, but I was a stupid kid…”
“I’m not upset about that,” I confess. “I’m so sorry that I ruined your life…” My eyes burn, and I blink furiously. “What they did to you was so horrifically wrong, and then they put me in a mental institution to silence me. I couldn’t tell anyone anything at that point.”
“They what?!” King breathes. “I always wondered what happened. No one would say shit, but everyone kept saying I overstepped our friendship. That I corrupted and raped Chastity Cross. I wished you would clear the air, but now I realize you honestly couldn’t have. I’m so damned sorry for all of the time I’ve spent hating you. I’m an idiot.”
“You didn’t know,” I whisper, my tears spilling over.
“Fuck,” King groans. “Your husband is going to beat me for making you cry, and I honestly may let him. I still hate seeing you cry.”
“It feels like a knife is buried in my chest when Chas cries,” Levi confesses, grinding his teeth.
“Can I hug you?” King asks hesitantly, looking over at Levi.
“That’s Chastity’s decision,” Levi says, throwing up his hands. “She’s in charge of her body, and who can touch her.”
“Damn… you really won Mister Perfect over here, Chastity,” King grumbles and I chuckle.
“He is pretty wonderful,” I agree. Calling him perfect is just grounds for his head growing. “Yes, you can hug me, to answer your question.”
