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I smile as I turn my head a little to look up at him, and we lock our eyes.

“You love it really,” I say and he shakes his head then presses his lips against mine before mumbling, “Maybe a little,” then he kisses me harder.

I smile into the kiss as I turn in his arms, wrapping mine around his neck to hold him to me.

I know it is selfish to not walk away, but I just need a little more of him to keep me sane, just until I can either leave town after killing Brock once I’ve got the strength to do it or end it all.

Blade is the light in my darkness, and he doesn’t even realize it, and it’s something I have to hold onto.

Chapter 13

Blade

I smile as I watch Luna serve a little kid who looks at her like she’s an angel while the mother looks really pale, seeing how large the milkshakes are here, and knows instantly that her child is going to be bouncing off the walls.

Fuck, the whipped cream alone on top will give the kid a sugar rush, let alone the rest of the thing.

Luna sends a wince to the mother, and I chuckle a little. I swear the more time I spend with this woman, the more intriguing she becomes.

She doesn’t have a life outside of school and work, and now me, and yet she is probably the sweetest girl I’ve ever fucking met. She works hard and never asks for more than I’m willing to give.

This was supposed to be fun, an itch to scratch, something to get her out of my system, but months later, it isn’t enough. It’s never enough. I want more. I want to know the girl underneath the uniform. I want to know the girl beneath her education. I want to know her, and I fucking hate that I do.

She’s slowly becoming my main priority, and I even find myself texting her throughout the day like she’s my girl since the other day, yet I know nothing about her.

Fuck, I don’t even know what she’s going to college for.

“Hey, princess,” I say as she rounds the counter and picks up the coffee pot.

She walks over to me and refills my drink making me smile, and she says, “Sorry, Blade, if you give me ten minutes, I’ll be with you, we’re swamped, and they haven’t replaced Hannah yet after she screwed the manager.”

Why doesn’t that surprise me with the Furies owning this place?

I chuckle, then say, “I was just wondering what you are going to college for?”

She pauses a second after lifting the coffee pot, and her eyes race between mine. I expect her to decline, to tell me this is just fun, so no personal information about each other, giving me the out I should take but really fucking don’t want, but instead, she says, “How about a question for a question?” making me fucking proud.

She never asks anything of me, and I’m man enough to admit that my chest puffs out a little that she finally has. I had to coerce her into letting me fix her car out through sex, for fuck’s sake.

The cambelt was loose as fuck, the oil hadn’t been changed, and two of her tires were barely legal.

I smile, nod, and demand, “What’s your question?”

She chews her bottom lip before she asks, “What’s your legal name?”

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. I half expected her to ask how many other women I’m fucking, which is none, but she doesn’t know that.

Yet again, she’s just a fucking mystery.

I tilt my head at her and reply, “Leo,” and she smiles a little then whispers, “A trauma therapist, to help people who have been abused or raped,” and my lips part in shock because, again, I didn’t expect that and then she adds, “I’m going for my bachelor’s after next year before my PhD,” before walking away, leaving me shell shocked.

This woman is becoming more and more of a mystery as time passes.

“Fuck me, mama was definitely wrong. She’s smart as fuck and not a patch chaser,” I mutter to myself as I shake my head and take a sip of my drink which I moan at.

Fuck she makes good coffee.

Mama decided to fucking corner me before Luna brought her car in the other day. She’d heard that I had a woman coming into the garage, which is why I’m here instead, and she claimed that Luna could be using me, that she wouldn’t make a good old lady or first lady despite not knowing fuck all about her or her life.

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