Page 2 of Their Deviant Love
“Ah, no.” I shake my head from side to side. What alternate universe is he living in where he thinks I’m leaving without him?
“Yes, please, Aurora. I have to do this and I really need to not be worried about you right now. At least if you’re with them, I know you’re safe,” he says, his eyes pleading.
“I don’t like it,” I grumble.
“I promise I’ll come find you before you even notice I’m not right next to you,” he says.
“So, one second then?” I ask him.
“Maybe a little longer.” Connor wraps his arms around me and holds me against him. “I love you. I swear I’m coming right back to you as soon as I’m done.”
“Okay.” I get he has to do things without me sometimes. I don’t like it, but I get it. Connor releases me and I turn towards my dad. “Looks like I’m coming with you.”
My dad wraps his arm around me and starts leading me away. I look over my shoulder at Connor, who is watching me as I go.
Please, God, do not let this be the last time I see him.
As soon as my dad closes the car door, Connor turns and walks back into the building. I should have stayed. When I go to grab the handle, I realize it’s locked. “Open the door. I need to get out.”
“You’re not getting out, Aurora,” my dad says to me before directing his attention to Levi in the driver’s seat. “Go.”
“Levi, let me out.” I’m about ready to beg. “I need to help him.”
“No, you don’t. You need to stay put and let him do what he has to do,” Dad says. “You need to put your own safety above anyone else’s, Aurora.”
My safety isn’t more important than Connor’s. I don’t voice this, though. My father wouldn’t want to hear that. Giving up on the door handle, I slouch in my seat, and it hits me. I have absolutely no way of contacting him. We don’t have phones. I don’t know anyone in this fucking city.
“Aurora, he is going to meet us at the house,” Levi says, his eyes connecting with mine through the rearview mirror. He has a loyalty to Connor, after Connor saved his life and all,andthe fact that he’s in love with Connor’s cousin.
Enzo grunts from beside me, and I’m literally the world’s worst sister. My brother has been shot and I’m sitting here thinking about myself.
“Show me.” I move his hand and lift his shirt. There’s a little bit of blood but not as much as I would have expected. “Seriously?” I raise a brow at him.
“What?” he asks.
“It’s a graze, Enzo. It didn’t even go in.” I pull his shirt back down.
“It fucking burns like a motherfucker,” my brother curses.
“It’s just a graze?” my dad asks me.
“Yes. You really didn’t breed great boys, Papa.” I roll my eyes.
“That’s because I was saving the best for last, sweetheart.”
“I’m right fucking here you know,” Enzo chimes in.
“We know,” Dad and I say at the same time.
“Rude.” Enzo groans as he shifts in the seat. He’s so dramatic.
When we get to the house, Levi follows me into the first bedroom I find. I have no idea who lives here, or where here is. All I know is that we left Connor behind, I have no idea what he’s doing, and I don’t like it.
“You look… stressed,” Levi says.
“I’m going to take a shower. Are there any clothes I can borrow?” I ask, looking around the room. “Whose house is this anyway?”
“Mine.” A familiar voice enters the room. “And I’ll get you some clothes,” Aisling says.
