Page 14 of Grave Kisses
“What?” I ask.
“He’s having you served Monday morning,” he says.
“Shit. Okay,” I say. “I guess I’ll go and get it…”
“Do you want someone to come with you?” he asks carefully.
“Oh. You are. You helped make this mess. You’re going to help fix it,” I say.
“I’ll come with you guys,” Bellamy says, moving closer to sit beside me.
“Are you two… I swear I’m not calling you a whore again,” Marcus says.
“He wishes,” I laugh.
“Julie thinks you should…” Bellamy starts to say, but I gasp and cover his mouth. He licks my palm, and I yank my hand back.
“Ew! You heathen. Did you just lick me?!” I ask, wiping my hand on his shirt.
“It won’t be the last time,” Bellamy says casually. My mouth falls open, and he continues. “Julie said...”
“Julie is a psycho who loves to try and embarrass me. Shut up,” I say.
“I am so confused right now,” Marcus says.
“Don’t worry about it,” I say. “I’ll go tonight. I know where the safe is, so it won’t take long. I’ll have Jesse meet me in the morning.”
“Why are you trusting me to come?” Marcus asks.
“Because I don’t think you are a monster,” I say. “I think you wanted to believe that I was this awful person, and Archer knew that. Plus… Bellamy already explained that once you understood, you’d make up for being a dick.”
“He’s right. I will,” Marcus says simply. “Let’s have dinner, and we can go.”
“I’m sorry for hitting you… twice,” I say.
“It’s okay. I didn’t even feel it,” he says with a smirk. I playfully smack his arm, and he laughs. “It’s okay. I deserved it.”
“At least you admit…” I start to say as I stand. He instantly cuts off my words when he grabs me by the throat and pulls me to his chest. I am forced to stabilize myself with my hands on his thighs until I relent. In order for me to not be bent over, I bend up on my knees in front of him.
“If you ever imply that I am submissive again, I’ll fuck you until you no longer remember your name,” Marcus threatens. “You are a fucking brat, and I will take pleasure in breaking you.”
“I’m not a brat,” I say, and Martin laughs from the doorway of the kitchen. My face turns bright red, and Marcus grins at me.
“Dinner is ready. Don’t defile her in my house, please,” Martin says simply.
“Marcus,” I whisper.
“Bell, what did Julie say regarding me?” He asks, watching me.
“To make it up to her with your dick,” Bellamy says.
Marcus smiles and releases me. I jump up and move away from them before I burst into flames. “You okay?” Martin asks.
“Oh, shut it, old man,” I say, making him laugh.
I go into the kitchen, and Noel smiles at me. “Hey, sweetie,” she says as she hugs me. “Are they teasing you?”
“Yes,” I grumble.
