Page 259 of When We Fall: Part Two
“I’m not the one choking people,” I replied.
“You were slashing tires and threatening to stab a mafia don earlier.”
“Guess we’re both trouble, then, aren’t we?”
He let out a soft chuckle. “Come. Let’s play Monopoly and drink fruity drinks.”
And with those words, he forgot about Jeremy and taking the club and led me out into the cool night air.
“Woo! You owe me…”I counted out my hotels. “Fourteen hundred. Pay up, money bags.”
Klaus grumbled as he fumbled with the tiny Monopoly bills. It was comical in his massive hands.
“I don’t have that much.” He looked at me.
I shrugged. “Mortgage.”
He frowned, looking flustered.
“I don’t like this game,” he muttered, shaking his head.
“What was your major in college when you were at Mayfair?” I asked.
“Finance,” he said, pushing what cash he did have at me.
“Good thing you didn’t pursue that career option. You’d be living in the bad neighborhood with Tommy Two Toes andsplitting rent.” I reached for the money, but he wrapped his hands around my wrists, stopping me in my tracks.
I swallowed hard as the air shifted.
A yelp left my mouth as he tugged me across the table, knocking the Monopoly board aside, the hotels and money flying. He didn’t stop pulling on me until I was seated on his lap.
“What just happened?” I asked, my heart in my throat.
“Hurricane,” he murmured, gripping my chin tightly. “Shouldn’t have built your hotels on the ocean.”
Butterflies tickled my guts as I stared into his eyes.
“What are we doing?” I whispered, my pulse thundering in my ears.
“Whatever you want,” he replied, thumbing my bottom lip.
“I’m scared.”
“Of what?” His voice was like silk, doing something to my insides.
“I-I don’t know.”
“Don’t lie,” he murmured, tilting my chin up. “Tell me what you’re afraid of.”
“I-I don’t know what to do,” I said thickly.
“What are your options?”
“Um, I-I could run,” I replied.
“I don’t think you’d get far. What’s your other option?”
I bit my bottom lip nervously. “I-I could kiss you.”
