Page 22 of Their Deviant Love
“You don’t want to come in with me?” she asks.
“I will, but first I need to call Patty.”
“How? I thought we couldn’t call anyone.”
“I have a secure line on the laptop,” I tell her.
“So, I can call Dante?”
Shit, she still wants to call her cousin.
“You can,” I say, because I feel like shit for keeping her away from them. “I just need to log in and make sure they can’t trace us.”
“My family isn’t after us, Connor.”
“My father found us onyour family’sdeserted island, Aurora. No one butyour familyknew we were there.”
“What the hell are you insinuating? Thatmy familysold me out?” She stands, her arms folded over her chest and her cheeks turning pink. With anger, not lust.
“No, they would never sell you out. I know that. But my father found us, and we still don’t know how,” I tell her. “I’m sorry that I want to keep you fucking safe.”
“Keepussafe. This isn’t just about me. This is about us,” she corrects me. “I could easily go home without you and be just fine.”
The thought of her doing that sends me into a fit of rage—rage I rein in because I know it’s just words. She’s not leaving. It’s not like I’d fucking let her if she tried.
Huh, maybe there is something I’d actually be able to say no to her about after all.
“Do you think I like this? Having to hide you? I want to scream to the fucking world that you’re mine. I want to be able to take you out and show everyone that I won the fucking lottery when I met you, Aurora O’Malley. I want us to be able to live the life we are destined to live. But until it’s safe to do that, I am not going to take any risks.”
“Why are we fighting about this?” She drops her arms and shakes her head. “I love you, Connor. I know this isn’t what you want. I got us into this mess. I know that too. But I’m not sorry. I’d do it all again if it means we get to be together.”
“I could do without themy father holding you captivepart,” I tell her.
“Yeah, me too.” A look passes over her face. I have no fucking idea how bad it got for her.
That’s a lie. I have a good idea, but I wasn’t there. I didn’t experience it. And I can’t take that nightmare away from her.
“Why don’t you go for a swim? I’ll give Patty a ring and then I’ll set up a call with Dante.” I have to be extra sure the line is uncrackable if we’re calling her cousin. If anyone in her family can get through my system, it’s that fucker.
Chapter Eleven
There is something about swimming in the ocean that’s so… freeing. Floating on the water, calm, still. I can see Connor sitting on the edge of the deck. He hasn’t taken his eyes off me. I don’t know if he thinks I’m going to float away or drown.
I’ve been leaving him to his own thoughts. He’s worried and pissed off. He couldn’t get ahold of Patty when he tried. Iwasn’t purposely listening in on him, but it was obvious when he slammed the laptop down and cursed out his best friend’s name.
Maybe I should try to lure him into the water…
An idea comes to mind. Reaching up behind my neck, I pull on the ties of my bikini top. Once they’re loose, I undo the ones at my back. Scrunching up the wet fabric and then tossing it onto the deck.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Connor grunts.
“Swimming,” I tell him, lying on my back with my arms spread out wide as I float.
“Aurora O’Malley, get out of the water. Now! Everyone can see your tits!” Connor yells over at me.
I look around. There is no one out here.Who is everyone?
“If you want me out of the water, you’re going to have to make me,” I yell back.
