Page 54 of Tangled Fates

She was talking about the future, and I hoped that meant something positive.

“Gray’s eyes are a touch more green than mine are,” I said, craving a kiss from her.

“I think I need a better look.” She grinned, sitting up and nestling into my lap, so close to my dick, that I could almost feel her heat.

Fuck, she was trying to kill me by giving me the worst blue balls in history. I leaned up on my forearms so she had a better view. I had to stop myself from rolling my hips up to meet hers when she leaned over me, inspecting my eyes.

She studied me as I studied her beauty. I was always a fan of brunettes, but Oria could have been bald, and she still would have been the most beautiful woman in the world.

“I think I need him here to make the comparison,” she whispered close to me.

“That can be arranged,” I said, sitting up, wrapping my arms around her.

Her playful expression disappeared as if she realized something.

“I better get back to work, I have chores to do,” she said, sliding off my lap.

“Did I say something wrong?” I asked, watching her open up the wardrobe.

“No,” she said, putting some sweats on. “I just have things?—”

She stopped looking confused for a moment. Nerves made my chest tight, waiting for her to tell me she was staying, and she regretted what had happened.

“Soren,” she said, her lip trembling.

The thought of her crying made me panic, immediately walking over to her to bring her into my arms. Dammit, where was Gray?

“What is it, Blondie?”

“What happens now?” she trembled.

“I meant what I said. I would never force you into anything,” I said, nervous I was doing the wrong thing. “I want you to choose me. I want you to choose us, but if that isn’t what you want, we will walk away, and let you live your life here.”

My chest felt tight, waiting for her answer.

“If you stay here, Mother will hurt you both,” she whimpered, holding onto me tighter.

My throat felt like it was closing. This was it, this was her rejection. I shouldn’t have said I would obey her wish, I should have told her I wanted her with every fiber of my being.

“I can’t let that happen.”

All I wanted was to live the rest of our days together, but I couldn’t live my life without her. Dammit, why did I take the good guy route?

“I think we need to leave before she returns.”

I was not the good guy. I stole from people, took what I needed and walked away. I didn’t care about moral code, except for women and children, but I didn’t care about anyone except Ryder and Gray.

“Soren?”

Shit. Did I fuck everything up for Gray? Did I mess up everything by giving her a choice. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Soren!”

I snapped my eyes down to her.

“Where did you go?” She had her hand on my face and I realized I must have missed something.

“I was just thinking about… wait what did you say?”

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