Page 112 of Slayin Villain
I didn’t answer.
Because I didn’t trust myself to speak.
We didn’t go back to my place.
We went to his.
His bed was a massive thing, the headboard scuffed with years of fists, nails, and God knows what else.
But the way he looked at me...
No one had ever looked at me like that.
Not even Rome.Surely not Villain.And fuck, pregnancy makes you horny as all get out.
He didn’t care that my hips were wider or my back ached.He didn’t care that I was someone else’s mistake.Thorn touched me like I was sacred, like he’d been starving for years and I was the only thing worth tasting.
“I’m not gonna stop,” he whispered when I froze under his hands.
He didn’t.
Not once.
Hours later, I laid against him, breathless and sore in all the right ways.Thorn’s arm draped over me, heavy and warm.
“You always wanted me?”I asked.
He brushed a kiss against my temple.“Always.You just didn’t see me ‘cause you were too busy looking at boys instead of men.”
“I never thought I was good enough.”
He rolled onto his side, cradling my face.“You are.And don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.You’re more than enough, Ember.”
I closed my eyes.For the first time in months, I felt...safe.
The next morning, I snuck out of Thorn’s room barefoot, holding my boots.
I wasn’t ready for all the stares.The whispers.The pity or the judgment.
But I didn’t get far.
Sweet Tea was waiting in the hallway like a trap set just for me.
“Thought you might slink off in the dark,” she said, stepping into my path.
“I’m not slinking.I’m walkin’.”
She crossed her arms, the gold hoops in her ears glinting under the overhead light.“You think you cute?”
I raised a brow.“Excuse me?”
“You heard me.You think just ‘cause you’re big with a baby and Thorn likes the way your ass jiggles, you got a pass now?”
I rolled my eyes.“What is your problem, Sweet Tea?”
Her expression hardened.“He was mine.Is mine.”
I blinked.“You and Thorn?”
