Page 330 of One More Kiss

We snacked in silence for a few minutes. I made it to the end of my snack-sized bag of chips and Miles inhaled two more Twinkies before I spoke again.

“Do you think if things were different, we’d be together?” I asked the question that I’d never wanted to before. I hated asking questions that I didn’t already know the answer to.

“I don’t know,” he told me.

“You don’t know?”

He shrugged and met my eyes again. “I don’t know, Trinity. I like you, but I don’t know that I want to be with anyone permanently.”

Acid burned my stomach and tears stung the backs of my eyes. That was a dumb response on my part.

This was why I never let myself be vulnerable with anyone.

“But it doesn’t matter, Trin. Things ain’t different. You’re property of the Skulls and I can’t change that, so I don’t let myself think about it.”

I cocked my head to the side as something occurred to me. “Is that why we do this?” I asked. “Because I’m supposed to be theirs? Do you get off on taking something from them?”

He groaned. “You’re playing psychologist with me now?”

“No.” I shook my head. “I’m asking the question legitimately. Is the only reason you put your dick in me to prove that you can? Because they’re the only ones who are supposed to? Does it get you off to think about the disgusting things they do to me, but yet you still get to shoot your load all over me?”

Before I finished my sentence, Miles lunged and wrapped his hand around my throat. No. It wasn’t my throat and I wasn’t afraid. I knew him well enough to know he wasn’t going to hurt me. His thumb was on one side of my jaw and his fingers were on the other. There was absolutely no pressure on my throat at all.

“Stop saying shit like that to me, Trinity. I’m warnin’ ya.”

“Warning me?” I tried to pull back, but he wouldn’t let me. “And if I don’t stop?”

“I’ll fuck those thoughts right out of you.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

That was when he cracked. Miles snorted and let go of me as he sat back in his original position.

“I’m being serious, Miles,” I whispered. “It’s not going to change anything because meeting up with you is the one good thing I’ve got going, even if it is only one-sided. But still, I want to know.” His eyes met mine again. “Am I only here because I’m supposed to be theirs?”

“Fuckin’ no, Trinity.” He sounded exasperated. As if I was becoming too much and one thing I’d learned with the Skulls was that I could never be too much. Being too much was dangerous.

“OK.” I nodded because I chose to believe him.

If Miles was lying, I didn’t want to know the truth.

He never made me feel like the whore that the club treated me as and I never should’ve asked the question.

Putting all of that behind me, I lifted my tank top over my head, releasing my breasts to the cool air. As if on instinct, Miles reached out and cupped one of them. Then he dove in, taking me down to the bed, where I thought he did his absolute best to prove that he was with me because he wanted to be and not to take something from the Skulls.

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