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I mean, they admitted they wanted to share me, so I guess I was too excited at the idea to examine it much further and consider how it would extend to me sharing them.
“Help her?” I’m confused. “She told you it was prescribed medication. You don’t need to help her, you need to believe her!”
“She’s still mad,” Memphis murmurs. “I don’t think she’s mad at all. I think she’s hurt. She wouldn’t even look at me.” “Shit. I think that’s worse,” he admits. I think he’s right.
“Stop!” Waylynn freezes for half a second, and then she does something she told me she never does—she actually runs.
“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you and said all those awful things. It took me back to a place when I felt helpless, and I thought it meant I would lose you.”
“I need you to know that I understand I was wrong. That I will never…never… I will never let something like that happen again.”
“No, it’s fine. I really don’t have the right to be upset, but I can’t lie and say I wasn’t.”
“Why wouldn’t you have the right to be upset?”
“You know why,” I say with too much intensity. “No, I really don’t,” Memphis retorts.
“Oswald kissed me, then you kissed me,”
“You don’t want to share.”
I nod once briskly.
“No, she doesn’t want to share us.”
“Sorry if I misled you. I just… Yeah, sorry.”
“But nothing, Waylynn. I’m trying to let you get comfortable so I know I’m not forcing you to do something you don’t want, but I need you to understand. You’re already ours, whether you get that or not.”
“You can’t have both. I won’t be in that class and be…around you guys. If I decide to…let you be around.” Her brows furrow deeply. She’s fucking adorable, acting like she has a choice.
“I like having you in my class, like feeling your eyes on me.”
“I really don’t want to give that up. Tell me why I should.” “You could get in trouble,”
“Let me deal with it.”
“I’ve got a secret.”
“You are the only person I’ve ever seen render my brother defenseless with just words and a glance. Look at him.”
“Yes, you do, and that’s all it takes for you to crack Memphis’ composed exterior. But don’t kid yourself, he loves it every single time. Remember that if you ever want something,” the traitor divulges while kissing the side of her neck tenderly. He’s right about that too—one look, and I would probably give her anything she asked for, unless it would keep her away from me.
“What is the truth?”
“That you’re ours, and I would step down from my position before I risked losing you over it.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know that I have never felt for anyone the way I do about you. I know you give me something I didn’t even know I was missing, and I know I want to possess every inch of you. The other shit will come,”
“So you want to have sex with me,”
“Since the first time you looked up at me and called me Mr. Gravlin, but don’t pretend that’s what is important.”
“Do you want this?”
“Yes,”
“Good fucking girl,” Memphis rumbles before crashing his mouth down onto mine.
“I’m glad you trusted your gut.” I bump her shoulder, drawing her attention back to me. “You should always listen to those little voices.”
“Don’t tell, but I’ve been hearing you guys in there since I was little. That’s why I was so freaked out when you talked to me. I thought I really was losing my mind,”
“You don’t think I’m crazy, do you?”
“No, baby, you’re not crazy.”
“You better quit talking to me like that or I might never leave your bed.”
“Is that supposed to scare me?”
“I’m going to put you back in bed now, sweetness, before I set you on this counter and taste every inch of you.”
“Looking to join the party, are you? Can’t say I’m surprised,”
“You know how much I hate being left out.” Bates turns his attention to Memphis. “My only question is, am I too late?”
“Maybe,”
“Don’t fuck this up for us. We’ve been family forever. This is our chance to keep it that way, to be happy.”
“I’m serious about her, about this. She’s it for me…and Oz too, I think.”
“I can tell you love her, Memphis.”
“I won’t fuck this up for you guys. If it doesn’t work, I won’t cause a problem.”
My lips dip down to the top of her head, and I realize Bates was right—I do love her.
“Tell me this is okay.” Memphis bites my earlobe after his demand, and my back arches again roughly.
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s my sweet girl, but those words are mine, you only answer to me that way, understand?”
“Yes, sir,”
