Page 233 of Fragments
“It’s okay.” He smiles at me. One of those stunning, dimpled model smiles I missed seeing more than the sun in the fucking sky. “Just being able to look at you and hear your voice is enough.”
“No, it’s not,” I grunt. “I fucking failed. This thing is worthless.”
I’m stubbornly tapping buttons while Ren chuckles. “God, you’re so cute. I’ve missed the fuck out of you, my baby love.”
“But it doesn’tmatter,” I growl, grabbing the door handle. “Because I can’t get in—”
The handle twists, and the door abruptly opens, bringing me with it. And it’s so unexpected, I stumble inside the cell, crashing right into Ren. He loses his balance and we both topple over, falling onto the floor. I land on top of him, our shocked grunts turn swiftly to loopy giggles.
“What the hell…?” I look down at him, and he’s beaming.
“Guess you’re still a genius after all,” he sighs.
“Yea, right,” I huff, glaring at my device on the floor. “I had no idea the servers could override the locks. I wonder if it works like that in solitary too…?”
“Baby, no offense, but I don’t give a good goddamn about any of that right now,” he rasps, sitting up. “Get this thing off me so I can touch the fuck out of you. Please.”
Chuckling and flushed, I undo the laces of his straitjacket, watching him stretch out his long arms. And then he lunges at me, grabbing my face.
Our lips are together in a flash, hungrily devouring, almost too fast. Our teeth are clashing, fervent moans escaping in between the furious sucking and tongues flicking harshly like our mouths are battling for pleasure.
“I love you so fucking much,” Ren groans between my lips, pawing at me everywhere he can reach. He pushes me onto my back, pinning me to the floor.
“I love you too, sweet flame,” I hum, fisting his silky hair while I roll him over and straddle him. “I’m never letting go of you again, I swear to God…”
“Are you finally gonna say it…?” He smirks, and I laugh softly.
Pulling from his kiss just an inch, I hold his jaw in my hands. “You’re my boyfriend, Warren.”
He lights up, an uncharacteristic flush in his cheeks as his lashes flutter.
“Mmm… I finally get a boyfriend when I’m trapped in a padded cell.” He grins lazily. “Seems fitting.”
I rumble, kissing his soft lips over and over. “Oh, please. You’ve been my boyfriend for years at this point. Since pretty much the moment I met you.”
“Well, yea… I certainly saw it that way,” he teases, holding on to my hips.
“I’m sorry I didn’t.” My voice grows serious. “I’m sorry I hesitated so much… Baby, if I knew this was going to happen, I would have—”
“Lex… Stop,” he cuts me off with a whisper. “We’re in prison. This was never going to be a picture-perfect love story. Especially with me being a total fucking train wreck and all. The fact that we’re even here right now is nothing shy of incredible. So let’s… savor it. Okay, baby? Let’s have right now, because honestly, we just don’t know what might happen outside that door. If we’re going to wind up wishing for one more moment, then let’s take advantage of the one we’rein… The one your super-smart brain gave us.”
I can’t stop smiling, just like I can’t stop kissing him, touching his face and his neck, sliding my hands up inside his shirt to feel that warm skin and all those muscles.
He’s totally right. Wedon’tknow what’ll happen out there. We don’t even know how long we have in here. But if I have himright now, I’m going to make it count.
For all those times I wanted to kiss him, but didn’t… For all the time I spent thinking about him, wishing I could get him out of my head, but knowing I never would…
Maybe it’s bittersweet that we’re finally here, boyfriends in love, with our future so vague. But such is the curse of falling in love in prison.
So right now, in this padded cell, with uncertainty just outside, I’ll let his chaos settle me.
Like fireworks over the ocean.
My boyfriend…
My…boyfriend.
Mine.
