Page 92 of When We Fall: Part One
“That’s the best part.” Cole laughed.
“Yeah, but Rosalie is going to be famous someday. She doesn’t need that shit out there.”
“I’ll keep watch. You in?” Cole asked.
Ethan shrugged. “Of course, as long as you stay focused.”
“Me? Focused? I’m a fucking laser…”
They were off and running. I laughed and followed them out to Ethan’s new car, something he’d recently acquired. I hadn’t questioned him on it, but I knew all the drugs he was making funded it.
I got into the back, and Cole joined Ethan in the front. Both of them were still bantering about Cole’s thong and the most recent cucumber Ethan had found in his underwear drawer. I smiled from my seat before I took my phone out and looked at Fox’s name. I wanted to invite him to join us, but I knew he was doing some football thing with the guys from the team, and I didn’t want to disturb him.
We rode in comfort all the way to a little park near the Mayfair campus before we got out. As much as I wanted to hold the guys’ hands, I knew I couldn’t, so I walked between them, the three of us close.
I saw a black SUV in the distance across the street and knew Enzo’s men were on the clock. I ignored it, not wanting it to ruin the moment, telling myself I should be grateful for the added security.
“Here.” Ethan stopped and gestured to a spot near a garden that had flowers in bloom.
“How do you want us?” Cole took my hand and led me to the flowers.
“Uh.” Ethan glanced around the park. The only people around were an elderly couple walking their little dog along a path. “Just do what feels normal.”
“Public fucking.” Cole waggled his brows at me.
I shook my head and laughed.
“Absolutely not happening,” I said as he tugged me against his hard body.
“No?” He faced me and placed a finger beneath my chin before tilting my face up. “You don’t want me to claim what’s mine in public? You don’t want me to make you feel so good, baby?” His voice came out in a low, seductive growl. He had a way about him that made me melt. One moment, he was completely insane, and then the next, something so all-consuming he made my head spin and thighs clamp closed as a means to soothe the ache he brought with the change.
“I didn’t say that,” I whispered, staring up at him.
A tiny smirk clouded his lips. “Then tell me yes.” He wrapped his fingers around my neck before kissing me gently. “Tell me, Rosebud.”
“Yes,” I choked out, letting him do whatever he wanted.
His other hand moved to my waist, where he gripped me tightly. Possessively. His lips skimmed along the edge of my jaw as I closed my eyes.
“I can’t wait until our trip,” he whispered into my ear. “I’m going to worship you like the goddess you are every damn night. Show you what it’s like to be loved by me one-on-one.”
“God,” I rasped, his words doing something to me.
“Mm, would you like that?”
I nodded eagerly, making a soft chuckle fall from his mouth. He released me and turned to Ethan, who was holding his camera. Ethan let the camera down and stared back at us.
“Those were good,” he said.
I’d been so enraptured by Cole that I hadn’t even remembered we were doing pictures.
“Perfect. Now let’s do some of that boring couple’s shit.” Cole focused his attention back on me, then placed his hands on my shoulder and cocked his head.
“What are you doing?” I laughed.
“Doing awkward couples pictures,” he answered. “Be serious, baby. These are for the living room wall. Push your chest out.”
I snorted at him but went through and did all the ridiculous poses he wanted to do. Ethan laughed just as much as I did. Finally, Cole stepped away and grabbed Ethan’s camera.
