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And the hiccup shows itself again.
She wants answers, and I’m not sure she can take the truth—and not try to kill me for what I’ve done. Out of the two of us, she came out okay.
Because I sure as hell didn’t.
thirty
Lydia
“Your sister is nice,” I say as Henry drops our bags onto the floor. “I like her.”
“She likes you.”
“How do you know?”
“She would’ve said if she didn’t,” he chuckles, straightening up and rolling his shoulders. “But she’s right, we both need to get some sleep.”
I eye the bed uneasily as he flips back the covers and strips out of his T-shirt and jeans. I pour over his frame, taking in his tattoos and taught muscles. “Do your tattoos have any meaning?” I ask, my eyes lingering over the dragon on his chest, taking in the way it seems to be staring right at me.
He looks up at me and cracks a smile—but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “No. They just cover the other shit I don’t want to see.”
“Scars?”
“They aren’t scars if they can't be seen.” He climbs into the bed, ignoring my gaze. He knows he’s lying to himself. I know it, too, but I don’t go there. We all have our scars. Mistakes. Things that make us ugly on the inside.
I shed my sweater, dropping it to the floor. He watches me as I peel my sports bra over my head, my breasts dropping free. I let out a sigh, ignoring the marks covering my body as I slip out of my jeans.
“You’re beautiful, but I hate those bruises came from someone other than me.”
I gaze up at him as I grab his clean T-shirt and shrug it over my head. “I bruise easy,” I say quietly, gazing down at my legs. There’re two asymmetrical purplish green bruises in the center of my thighs, and I shudder.
“Don’t look at them, darling.” A hand grasps mine, tugging me toward the covers. I let myself fall into bed, and Henry pulls me into his chest, kissing the top of my head.
“Why is someone trying to kill you?” I ask the obvious question—the elephant in the room that hasn’t been spoken of.
“I don’t know, but I’ll figure it out. We’ll be safe here until Luca and Jude pinpoint who’s ordered it.” He holds me tighter, his arm around my waist. “I don’t know how long it’ll be.”
“My phone isn’t working,” I say blankly. I don't know why I mention it. But maybe it's a desperate grasp for normalcy.
He caresses my shoulder, chuckling. “I’m sure there’s a spare around here. I’ll take care of it.”
And I believe him. I believe him to the point I let myself fall into a deep sleep, resting against his chest.
***
Oh, shit. I grind my hips into the warm sensation between my legs, desperate to feel more. My eyes flutter open, moonlight streaming through the window of the room. I glance down, letting out a cry as Henry sucks my clit into his mouth while he slips a couple of fingers inside of me, waking me fully.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growls, pulling away to run his tongue over me. He covers every inch of my pussy, as he wraps his arms around the tops of my thighs. He holds me to him, lifting my ass off the bed a few inches.
I arch my head back, letting out a cry as he sucks harder and then buries his face in me, drawing out my orgasm. I dig my fingernails into the bed as I crash around him. “Henry,” I moan out, my voice groggy with sleep as I ride the high.
His mouth cleans me up and his kisses land on my hips, stomach, working his way and taking the T-shirt material with him. I tremble beneath him as he slips it over my head. As soon as the T-shirt is on the floor, his lips are on mine.
Arousal floods back to my core as I taste myself on his tongue. His kiss is hot and heady, his hands raking over my body. He palms my breasts and then squeezes my nipples, his cock brushing my entrance.
“I couldn’t wait any longer,” he murmurs, burying his face in the nape of my neck as his cock presses into my pussy. “I needed to fuck you, darling. It keeps the nightmares away.”
I whimper in response as the weight of him crashes into me, but it’s fleeting as he grabs my hips and rolls us. I’m caught off guard by the motion, now straddling Henry’s hips. His eyes gleam up at me, and his fingers pour over my skin.
