Lib Novel Page 67
“What am I doing?”
“Living, princess. Just like me.”
She shifts on her feet. “I just don’t want this night to end.”
My feet eat the distance between us. “What are you so afraid of?”
She freezes in my arms. When I find out what’s going on, I know I’m going to blow shit up.
His question drags me out of my dreamlike state. His deep, dark brown eyes undress me, peeling away layer after layer. My heart beats a frantic rhythm.
“Nothing.” The lie slips quickly out of my mouth.
His brows furrow, aware of it. It shouldn’t be allowed for someone else to know me this well. It makes me wonder if soul mates exist. But that would be too cruel in my position. Maybe in another life. The thought saddens me even more.
I lock my arms around his neck to distract him, playing with the ends of his hair. I should tell him to leave, for both of our sakes. If they send someone from the Family away, there is no guarantee they wouldn’t do something much worse to someone from outside.
I could bear anything, but not something happening to him.
My head drops, and I force those damn tears back, yet they slip, betraying me.
Cradling my face, he wipes his thumbs at the corners of my eyes. Then he pulls me into his chest—my blissful cocoon—my safe place.
A deep sigh rolls out of his mouth. “Who hurt you, princess?”
His husky voice laced with care almost compels me to tell him everything, but what good would it do? He’ll leave, and until then, I want to enjoy these stolen moments with him, savoring and experiencing all those wondrous things between us.
The memories would stay with me; no one could take those from me.
“Kiss me.”
Annoyance thickens his voice. “You’re trying to distract me.”
“I just want to fuck.”
We both flinch at my crass words. We’re more than that. I could never have given him my firsts if it weren’t more.
A muscle ticks in his jaw. “And now you’re trying to reduce what we have to just fucking.”
My spine goes ramrod straight.
“I’m starting to know you.”
It’s a hit to my stupid heart that caved and let him in. I stood no chance, anyway. He barged in and took ownership like a cruel conqueror, not caring about the implications or consequences.
“You know what? I’m not in the mood to fuck.”
“Maybe you’re in the mood to tell me some more truths instead? I’m in your room. Where is your supposed boyfriend?”
“In his.”
“So what will happen if he finds me here?”
Nothing. Nothing would happen because it’s just pretend. Being with Kaden is the only reason I can afford to be this reckless.
“Don’t forget your place.”
“I’m not your dirty secret.”