Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“You are for me,” I argued.
He leaned toward me. I could smell him, and I wanted to cuddle against his chest, but I remained where I was.
“Kitty was my friend. We had some good times together. Let’s just say my helping you helps me work through the fact that I wasn’t able to save her.”
Had he loved my sister? That would explain why he was doing all this. The thought that he’d been in love with her didn’t settle well with me, and I hated that I felt that way.
“Did you love her?” I asked him, needing to know. Maybe it would keep me from developing feelings for him.
“No, sweetheart. I don’t love. Not in my DNA. I like to fuck. Sometimes, the women I fuck become friends too. Nothing more.” He stood up and held out his hand to me. “Come on. It’s time for dinner.”
I slipped my hand into his and stood up beside him. Unable to get the image of Levi having sex out of my head. That was going to be hard not to think about. With all that had happened, I hadn’t thought about the woman giving him a blow job outside of the club. I was remembering it now though. He’d said he fucked, and although that was a word I didn’t use, hearing him say it was a turn-on. I wished he’d continued talking about how he fucked. There were things I had questions about, and I was sure he had all the answers.
Eleven
Levi
Sounds of screaming had me bolting out of bed before I realized what was happening. Confused from the deep sleep I’d been in, I paused and looked around my dark bedroom. Then, I heard it again. Aspen.
I jerked my door open and ran out into the hallway toward Aspen’s room at the same time Kye’s door swung open and he came out, looking as confused as I had been.
“What the fuck?” he asked, wide-eyed and completely naked.
I glanced down at myself. I normally slept naked, but I’d put on boxers before going to bed, for fear she might need me in the middle of the night.
“Get on some fucking shorts,” I growled at him, then opened her door, already knowing it was another nightmare.
The moonlight filtered into the room, and I could see Aspen’s covers twisted around her as she fought, whimpering and crying out. I hoped there was a hell and the motherfucker who had caused this was burning in it.
Leaning over the bed, I untangled her from the sheets and leaned down to talk to her gently. “It’s okay. You’re fine. It’s a bad dream.”
She calmed, and her hands grabbed my arms as her eyes opened wide with alarm. Staring up at me, she blinked as relief eased her strained expression.
“Levi,” she whispered. Her voice hoarse from sleep or screaming. Maybe both.
“Yes, it’s me. You’re okay.”
She nodded, but didn’t ease the grip she had on my arms.
“Is she good now?” Kye asked from behind me.
I hadn’t realized he’d followed me in here, and I wasn’t thrilled about him seeing her in the little silk camisole she was wearing.
“Yes, go back to bed,” I told him, staying where I was to block her view in case he was still naked.
“Don’t leave me,” she begged, looking up at me with desperation.
When I had walked her to the bedroom and told her good night, I’d seen the uncertainty in her eyes. She hadn’t wanted to sleep in a strange room, alone. I’d been tempted to just put her back in my bed, but we needed to get her used to sleeping in her room. Alone.
Looking down at her now, I decided that could wait. I wasn’t about to tell her no after all the shit she’d been through.
“Come to my room,” I told her.
She didn’t ask why, but instead scrambled out of bed as if she was afraid I would change my mind. Placing my hand on her back, I led her out of the room and into the hallway, where Kye was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Thankfully wearing athletic shorts.
His gaze traveled down her body, and I cleared my throat to get his attention. A smirk touched his cocky lips, and I was about to knock it off him with my fist. Aspen stepped closer to my side, and this time, I was the one who smirked.
I’m who she feels safe with, asshole.
Which she should. I might like to be rough and demanding with women Kye and I fucked, and he was the gentle, soothing one who cuddled them and shit, but in reality, Kye was the man-whore. Not me. I didn’t lie to women about what I was offering. Kye would make them fall in love with him, and he enjoyed it. Then, he’d walk away with their broken hearts at his feet.