Page 90 of With This Kiss
And how did he know Caine was my brother?
Andwhen?
Had he known who I was from the very beginning?
Oh God.
“Come on, baby. I need you to hold on, just hold on a little longer for me, okay? We’ll talk when we get back to my place, okay?”
Did I even want to go back to his place with him?
He knew who I was. He knew I had lied to him.
And it wasn’t like I had forgotten that Reign Mahankov was a dangerous man.
But Caine was coming. And the way Reign was cupping my cheek, holding onto me, being so damn gentle… he wouldn’t hurt me, would he?
I didn’t know.
But I must be stupid because I found myself nodding in agreement.
“Good,” he said, his voice rough. Then he was standing up with me in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moved my face closer to his skin, just needing that contact to keep myself grounded, even for just a small moment in time.
He had parked pretty far away from the warehouse.
But still, he kept me in his arms and showed no signs of tiring.
He set me down on my feet by the passenger side of his car and opened the door for me. I looked at the seat, and then at him, only to find his expression closed off. My finger twitched with the urge to reach out and touch his face, if only to get anyreaction from him, but I resisted. Instead, I climbed into his car and looked out the window as he closed the door behind me.
He moved to the driver’s side quickly and got in, starting the car and turning on the heat for me. I hadn’t even realized I was cold until I felt the warm air. It wasn’t like Tito had given me a chance to grab my jacket. I wiggled my toes, remembering my bare feet. I didn’t even have shoes with me.
We drove to his place in silence. For once, it wasn’t because we both felt comfortable with it. This was because we had too much on our minds. And I was still reeling from everything that had happened, trying to keep Tito’s face out of my thoughts.
He was going to kill me.
I knew it the moment he had tied me up.
But he was going totoywith me first. He was going to let his men…
I was going to be sick.
I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.
“We’re almost home,” Reign said, speaking to me the same way one would to a scared child.
Why was he treating me this way?
He should hate me for playing him.
I should hate him for lying to me.
I couldn’t believe how stupid I was because all the signs showing he knew who I was had been there. He never asked questions that would have made me talk more about my family and their business. I never asked him any questions about his job, and he never felt the need to share it with me.
I should have questioned just howeasilyeverything went for us.
I didn’t. At the time, I was just thanking my lucky stars that my plan seemed to be falling into place so seamlessly for me.
I felt so stupid.
