Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“I can’t tell you that,” I whisper, playing his own rules against him. Actually it’s a rule for us both. Omerta.
Silence fills the room and I start to get sleepy just as I hear him inhale.
“Yes, it’s true. He let a gang take a trailer of our drugs without so much as gaining a black eye. He cost us a lot of fucking money. I did what I had to for the organization,” he explains, and my eyes widen. I roll my head to look at him with fascination and fear. He fucking killed a man with shoelaces! He stares at me, his eyes turning darker the longer I don’t divulge my reasoning for not taking the place of a boss.
I situate myself and look up at the ceiling.
“Because… my dad is coming back,” I answer for him. I don’t have an appetite for power, or a bloodthirst to defend something I know nothing about.
“I won’t tell anyone,” I say half asleep.
“I know you won’t.” The way he says it is almost a threat, but I’m so tired I’m not sure if he really said that or I imagined it.
Kieran
Laying in the hard bed, the sound of Leona’s slight snore tells me she’s asleep. I can’t believe I told her about killing that deadbeat at Clarks Bowling Alley. I remember it took ten fucking minutes until he finally died. I didn’t think the purple marks wrapped around my fingers were going to fade before I was questioned about it. It took a lot of money and greasing witnesses to turn the other way when it came time for court. It felt good to tell someone though. Turning my head, I watch her sleep, breathe, and look beautiful. Tonight when those punks came inside the cabin and put their hands on her, I admit it made me feel something inside I’ve never felt before. I felt sick to my stomach and I would have killed every one of them in that very hall if it weren’t for her standing there. I was going to end Eddie’s life and throw him in the lake, but again I spared him for her sake.
I haven’t been here more than a day and she’s already changing me. She looks at me with those brown eyes and sees right through the vast hole that has become my life, making me feel like I can do more by doing less. God, I sound like my mother after she goes to confess to father Abraham. Lifting my hand, I tuck a hair behind her head and notice she’s sweating. My eyes narrow to the window, it’s open an inch but isn’t allowing enough room for a breeze to enter. Slipping off the scratchy sheets I grab the bottom of the window and jerk it upward, it screeches and rises all the way up. Glancing to Leona to make sure she didn’t wake, I find her sprawled out on her back, a hand resting near her face on the pillow, her legs twisted in the sheets. The wind blows through the window and the smell of her fills the room and wraps around me like a rope. Making sure to be careful I come to her bedside and look over her, my eyes roaming her soft face, thick lashes, and those lips. They have a slight shape of a heart if you look closely. My hand raises and my thump caresses her bottom lip, my teeth biting into the pillow of my own lip. I want to kiss her, to feel what our mouths feel like together. Is there a spark? Is there anything other than rivalry between us?
Dipping my head, I stop inches from her face, her eyes still closed and her breathing shallow. I press my mouth to hers and her delicate lips fit amongst mine like a broken glass finding its missing piece. I close my eyes and press a little harder, wanting a little more and I feel her breathing hitch causing me to open my eyes. She’s wide awake, looking at me with an unreadable look. Breaking the kiss to explain myself, her hand grips the back of my head and pulls me back to her. Our lips meeting once again, only this time my entire body feels the connection. My dick becoming hard, and hands cupping her face. She opens her mouth and I slip my tongue inside of her mouth, tasting her, taking her, feeling every bit of attraction I’ve ever felt before. Pressing my knee into the bed, I slip my hand behind her head and move my lips across her face and to her neck. She moans, her head lolled back and hair splayed amongst her pillow.
I want her. I fucking need her right now.
“Wait.” She breathes heavily, her hand on my chest pushing me away.