Open Book
Empty ~ Letdown
Go to Hell ~ Letdown
It took a moment for my words to register. My mouth watered as Adea’s eyes shone with unshed tears. When she accepted that the big bad bogey man hadn’t sent me, she relaxed. As if I were a better choice in comparison. She wanted to know more, and I wanted to give it to her.
“I’m an open book, Princess. Ask away.”
She gave me a skeptical look. We both knew that was a lie, but she didn’t comment. I could feel the change in the air, the eagerness this opportunity presented.
“Why do you lick my tears?”
I hadn’t meant to, but I burst into laughter. Dropping my forehead to hers, I couldn’t stop the smile that came with full force. Of all the things she wanted to know, she started with that? It was moments like this that caught me off guard and make me wish for what I can’t have.
In another life, I wouldn’t hurt her, and she wouldn’t hate me.
In another life, she would want me.
“What’s so funny?” she grumbled.
Straightening, I shook my head.
“I’ve always liked them.”
“So you’ve just always licked the tears of the women you fuck?” She gave me a doubtful look.
“No, just yours.”
“I’m the lucky woman?” She tried to keep her tone neutral, but I could see the way she fought to stop from smiling.
Always.
“Yes, you are.”
There have been others, but there has only ever been you.
The same cannot be said for you.
You love with all of you.
I had no choice with Ethan.
But no one else.
I couldn’t bear to see you looking at yet another man the way you looked at me.
“Don’t you have plans with my sister?” I’d meant to tease her, but it came out a snarl.
“Yes,” she murmured.
She wasn’t afraid. Her eyes lowered, but tipped her chin up, forcing her to look at me. I wanted this woman more than I wanted life. She closed her eyes and leaned into me. Unable to hold back any longer, I slid my hand up her neck and wrapped it around her throat. I could feel her heart beating beneath my fingers as they trembled. Clenching it into a fist stopped the movement. Brushing my lips against hers, I felt her lips part.
“Next question,” I murmured. Her eyes snapped open as I pulled away. She glared at me suspiciously moments before her gaze hardened.
“Why did you fuck Starr?”
Sucking in a sharp breath, I didn’t know how I was going to explain that one. This was the most honest conversation we’ve had in this life, and probably the others combined, not including the first. I knew what she was up to with Chance. Blinded by rage, I did something the woman I loved would never forgive. As I stared down at what she had become, I knew it wouldn’t matter if I told her the truth.
The woman in front of me didn’t understand my motive; she couldn’t. Adea would never know how deep I’d cut her—how cruel the act truly was. And maybe, for the first time, in the entirety of my existence, I was happy she couldn’t remember. To her, I’d slept with her co-worker. To the woman I’d never see again, the one who remembered me, Starr was her one friend in the darkest time of her life.
She had no way of knowing Starr was Nikki.
I’d smile if my chest hadn’t become so uncomfortably pained at the thought of how angry she’d be with me. What was one more indiscretion? I only knew how to hurt her. Max’s sad whine drifted through the bars.
“You were fucking Chance.”
“I wasn’t,” she rasped earnestly.
I’d believe her, if she hadn’t had the same look in her eye the night she plunged the sword through my chest.
“You were. Why did you give up what’s mine?” I countered.
“It’s not true. We didn’t… I didn’t sleep with him that night,” she tried again.
“I smelled him all over you,” I snarled.
Yes, I know there’s that saying: ‘The past is the past.’ But that doesn’t work for me. The past is all I have. And Adea has always been mine until this fucking life. She’s never been with someone other than me and that piece of shit. But in this one, she’s been with multiple.
“He only had his lips on me. We hadn’t had sex at that point,” she admitted. I wanted to believe it was a lie, but I knew her. After centuries, I fucking knew her. Her eyebrow twitched when she lied. And as she stared up at me, it didn’t move a fucking inch. I clenched my jaw and shook my head.
“Whatever you say, Princess. You’ve fucked him and you’ve fucked others.”
“Are you going to tell me you stayed pure for me?” Her hands shoved at my chest as she rubbed on my cock in her attempt to climb off. My cock jerked. We were fighting. This I could handle.
“It doesn’t work like that,” I chuckled as the words fell from my lips. I couldn’t help it. I knew she’d swing at me, and I dodge. I flashed her my killer smile, and it only pissed her off more. She was like a feral cat; kicking, spitting, and scratching in her rush to draw blood. In a breath, I was on top of her, her back flat against the bed, and her hands pinned above her head. Her chin trembled in that way that told me she was trying not to cry. In the time we’ve reconnected, I ignored every time I saw her break. But having her here made me feel lightheaded. Like I’d taken a handful of Moony. I ran my nose up her neck and held back from laughing. She wanted to offer herself up to me, but fought against her natural instincts.
“You’re the biggest alpha-hole,” she hissed.
“I am,” I agreed.
She hummed.
“But I know what will distract you,” I teased as I kissed her skin.
“I doubt it. You were with someone else, and I…”
“And you ran to someone else,” I growled low. I nipped at her neck.
“Let’s hear it then.” Her voice was raspy.
Was I about to do this?
Yeah, yeah I was.
“This isn’t our first life together.”
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