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“I dare you to kiss Aspen.”
“You’re kidding, right? No one drives my baby.” Cue an eye roll. “Okay, Dean,” I say, my tone laced with sarcasm.
It’s one of his tells that he’s really pissed or stressed out—cleaning. He says it’s better to use his anger to be productive rather than destructive,
“I didn’t want to kiss you because I didn’t want it to mess me up all over again, okay?”
Being your most authentic self is the only way to ensure your happiness.
Pen: It was good to hear you laugh, though. And don’t worry, I think you’re hot too.
“If that’s all you wanted, you could’ve just asked for it. No need to get all dressed up only for me to have to strip you back down.”
A deadly smirk sits on his lips when he says, “I dare you to think of me when you fuck her tonight.”
Both his hands fly to my hips, digging in at my waist as he pulls me down against him.
“I might be fucking stupid for admitting this,” he mutters against my mouth, placing one last peck on my swollen lips. “But I really hope you’re sober enough to remember this tomorrow.”
“Because we’ve barely stopped, and I already wanna do that all over again. And again. And again.”
“I don’t want someone to just take advantage of you. Something like this is a big deal.”
I don’t think I’d mind Keene figuring this out with me. I don’t want him doing it with someone else.
“Don’t you dare?” His eyes heat dangerously. “Pen.” I shake my head. “Yes or no, that’s all I need.”
But with the desire in his eyes and the way he’s straining to hold himself back, I know. He wants this as much as I do.
“You’re gonna fucking kill me, Waters,” he mutters. I smirk around his thumb, giving it a quick nip before releasing it. “Mmm, but what a way to go, Kohl.”
Pen: Promises, promises, baby.
Pen has an eye for taking pictures. I’m not surprised he found the perfect lighting and angle to create the holy grail of cock photography.
LOL?
I almost stop breathing when he nudges his head into the crook of my neck. “You turn off the light I left on for you?” He speaks the question into my shoulder as I slip one arm under him, the other over him.
“Hey, Kee?” “Yeah?” “I missed you.” My stupid heart squeezes. “I missed you too, Pen.”
“Don’t you dare?” His nostrils flare, the pink on his cheeks returning when he realizes where I’m going with this. “I hate you so much.”
“Don’t you dare stop.”
I breathe him in, all citrus and musk and Keene, letting the scent overwhelm me until I’m cocooned in it like a security blanket. In the safety that is Keene. At least, I thought so until his breath, hot against my lips, destroys it all with three words.
“You’re mine too.”
His smirk is devious as he wraps an arm around my waist, flipping our positions instantly in one of the hottest maneuvers I’ve ever experienced. I mean, hell. No wonder some of the girls I’ve been with enjoyed being manhandled in bed.
He’s so fucking…beautiful. So brave and caring, and all I can think while our eyes lock is mine. He’s mine, from this day on.
He’s still doing his best to catch his breath when his head raises to meet my gaze. “We’re…so doing that again.”
There’s no way I could live with myself for being the reason for your pain.”
“And where do you fall into this?” I murmur. “Your pain? Your happiness? You seem so worried about me, but what about you?”
“Well, in the words of the great Olaf? Some people are worth melting for.”
“I want you. So much, I can’t think. Can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but want you.”
“I can’t let myself want him like that. Because…what if it doesn’t work?” “And what if it does?” she counters. “And isn’t that worth taking the chance that what you two have could be something extraordinary?”
“There are far worse things in the world than falling in love, Aspen. No matter who it’s with.”
She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, but he’s yours, Kee Kee. Always has been.”
I also clue Lexi in on why Avery decided to detonate my entire life the way he did. As it turns out, he’s none other than my Toppr pal, balls4lyfe.
“Try to keep up, Neanderthal. Why do you think none of the relationships he’s ever had lasted?”
“You’re the only person he trusts to see the real him, Kee Kee. You’re special to him. You always have been. What else would you call that besides love?”
“How the fuck did you get so smart?” She shrugs, her face the picture of impassiveness. “Two X chromosomes.”
You’re the unexpected inevitable.
“It was always gonna be you and me in the end.”
“I dare you to let me love you the way you deserve to be loved. Wholly. Completely. And out in the open, where the world can see.” My throat constricts around the words, but I continue to push them out anyway. “I love you. I’m so stupidly in love with you. And I dare you to love me too.”
it’s three little words, eight letters too late, that cause a tear to slip free.
But every single night? He sends me a single text with three words in it. I love you. Every. Fucking. Night.
The look of sheer desolation on his face is enough to bring me to my knees. And if I thought for one goddamn second he didn’t love me, his expression alone would’ve been more than enough to change my mind.
“You and me, Kee. It’s always been you and me.”
“I love you too.”
“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispers, palm cupping my cheek. I turn my face, kissing his hand. “Me too. I was going insane without you.”
After topping you for the first time? I’d have agreed to anything. You could’ve committed murder and I would’ve said cool babe, where we hiding the body?”
He’s my other half. My unexpected inevitable. My fucking everything.
“Yeah, well, keep that shit to yourself, will ya? Some of us wanna play the game without going into diabetic shock.”
