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Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, I squeezed her tight. “Holy fuck. That was intense.”

She started to pull back from me. I wanted to force her to stay where she was, but I resisted. Just. She looked up at me with curious eyes. “Is it like that for you every time?”

I blanched at the unexpected question. “Fuck, no. I don’t think it’s ever been like that for me.” I eyed her cautiously. “What about you?” I frowned. “Wait. No, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

A crease formed between her brows. “Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to think about you with any other guys. It might make me smash something.”

The corner of her mouth twitched up. “What if I told you I’d only had sex once before and it was awful?”

My breath stuck. Fuck. She couldn’t be serious, could she? But as I gazed into her eyes I could see she was telling the truth. I exhaled shakily. I really wasn’t sure how I felt about that. On one hand, I was fucking happy she’d hardly been touched. She was practically a virgin. But on the other hand, I was more or less taking advantage of her inexperience inside a fucking dilapidated drug house.

“It was in the back of my then boyfriend’s car, and I don’t really think he cared about anything but getting himself off."

I glared at her. “Are you fucking serious?”

She shrugged and gave me a tiny smile. “So, all my orgasms are yours - well, apart from the ones I’ve given myself…”

I growled. The memory of her touching herself was still amazingly fresh in my mind. Pulling her back into my arms, I pressed my nose into her hair and just breathed.

“What am I going to do with you, Kaeli?”

Wasn’t that just the million dollar question.

Chapter 45

Kaeli

It was after lunch by the time TJ allowed me to go. Leaving was bittersweet though. As much as I couldn’t wait to get the hell away from that house and those guys, I didn’t want to leave him.

He and I were both quiet on the drive back to my house. I didn’t think either of us knew what to say. Neither of us knew what the future held. There were no promises we could make. No reassurances we could give. Whatever it was we were doing could only be done on a minute by minute basis.

I knew he was having a hard time having to drop me back home. Now we both knew Aaron was behind the attempted robbery - and attempted murder, it wasn’t the best scenario for me to be in the same house as him, but I had nowhere else I could go. Not without my mom anyway.

When he pulled the car into my street instead of the back alley, I gave him a curious glance, wondering what he was doing. We were almost to the house when I saw his eyes narrow dangerously.

Jerking the wheel to pull up to the curb, he slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car.

It all happened so fast. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I watched him tackle someone to the ground, his fists flying. Sucking in a worried breath, I quickly scrambled out to the footpath, to do what, I had no idea.

It wasn’t until the two of them rolled a couple of times that I realized it was Aaron he was fighting with, and my heart immediately went into my throat. It wasn’t that I thought Aaron could beat my boy in a fight. I had no doubt he could more than hold his own. My worry came from the fact that Aaron was completely unpredictable at the moment. I wouldn’t put it past him to knife him or something.

My boy blocked a punch Aaron threw at him, then swung his fist around to connect with the side of Aaron’s face. Aaron’s head snapped to the side and he cursed, trying to lash out again with his fists, but my boy was too fast. He grabbed him and yanked him to his feet, shoving him hard against the tree before smashing his fist into his cheek again.

“What the fuck is going on?!”

I spun to see Ken storming out of the house.

My boy growled, holding Aaron tight around his throat. “Why don’t you ask the piece of shit you call your son? In fact, why don’t you ask him why he had someone jump Kaeli for the five G’s she was carrying, with the instructions to kill her when he was done?”

Ken’s eyes widened before he glared at Aaron. “What the fuck have you done, Aaron? You’re stealing from your own father?!”

Why was I not surprised he was more worried about the money than me?

“She’s fucking lying!” Aaron choked. “Why the fuck would I steal from you?”

Ken’s gaze narrowed as he looked between Aaron and me, but the sound of Aaron choking had us both looking back. His face had gone a deep shade of purple as my boy’s hand tightened even more.

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