Page 78 of Wickedly Betrayed

“Are you okay?” I ask, concerned I may have overdone it.

“What? Why wouldn’t…” She looks up at me and sees the expression on my face and realizes what I mean. “Shit, Mac, I may be tiny but my body can take more than you realize. What we just did, the way you fucked me, was mind-blowing, life changing. I’m going to have a serious problem going back to regular sex.”

I chuckle, relieved she enjoyed it. “Regular sex, huh? Don’t know if what we have would be considered regular sex, Pix.”

“Hmm… that’s true, but you know what I mean.”

“Yeah.”

I get up off the bed and slip on my jeans, leaving the button undone. I walk across the hall to the bathroom, and after cleaning myself up, I wet a washcloth with warm water. Back in the room, I clean Mia and then toss the cloth in the hamper by the closet. Crawling back into bed, I settle her into my arms. This is the first time I’ve held her in a bed after making love, and I want to cherish every second of it. We’ve lain in a bed before when we were younger, but never like this. I know I have to leave soon so Trent doesn’t catch us together, but I want to hold her a bit longer before I go.

I broach the one subject I know Mia’s going to fight me on.

“I talked with your brother tonight, and he agrees that you shouldn’t be left alone, that someone should always be with you.”

As expected, Mia stiffens beside me. “Fuck that, Mac. I’m not going to change the way I live and inconvenience people because that bitch wants to scare me.”

I roll to my side so I can see Mia’s face when I speak next.

“Mia, I know this isn’t what you want. I know it’s eating you up inside, but you need to think about your safety here. You’ve shown no fear when you should.”

“That’s because the bitch doesn’t scare me. Yes, she one-upped me with the drug, but that shit won’t happen again. Just because I may show no fear, doesn’t mean I won’t be careful. I’m not stupid, Mac.”

I know it’s going to hurt, but I’ll use whatever I need to, to get her to understand the seriousness of the situation. “Did you think Anna was stupid?” She sucks in a breath, and I feel like an asshole,but I push forward. “What about Bailey? They used every precaution they could, and Bailey was still taken. I refuse to take that chance with you, Mia.”

The hurt in her eyes is palpable and breaks my heart, but I need her to see reason. It doesn’t matter if she does or not, but it’ll go a lot smoother if she goes along willingly.

“That situation was different, Mac.”

“How is it different, Mia? Steven had an obsession and was willing to do whatever he could to get Bailey back. Tessa’s obsession with me is proving to be just as strong, just as twisted. You know this, Pix.”

She stares off into space for a minute before turning her eyes back to me. “Alright, I give in,” she grumbles. She hates it, but knows I’m right. “But I’m telling you right now, no one is following me into the bathroom. That includes you, Sheriff. I pee in privacy, not with an audience.”

I grin at her silliness and am glad she gave in somewhat easily.

“Deal.” I pull her forward and kiss her lips to seal the deal. We pull apart, and she lays her head on my chest.

“You probably need to go to your room, huh?” she asks me, sleepily.

“I will in a few minutes,” I tell her, and pull her body closer, not wanting to leave her. “Sleep, baby.”

She yawns and murmurs, “Mmm… I miss you already.” She snuggles her nose against me, and I feel her place a single kiss against my skin. My dick jumps, but I ignore it.

“I do too, Pix.”

It’s not long before I feel her breathing even out, and I know she’s asleep. I close my eyes, giving myself a few more minutes before carefully slipping out of bed and tugging the covers over Mia’s sleeping form. I stand over her and watch her sleep.

Leaning down, I place a gentle kiss on her forehead and tell her quietly, knowing she can’t hear me, “I love you, Pix.”

I stand back up and quietly leave her room.

24

Mac

Her sassiness…

MIA AND I WALK THROUGH the door of Jaxon’s pub the following night and are bombarded with loud laughter and clapping. The place is crazy, even for a Friday night. We walk over to the bar and understand why. Only Andrew would cause a scene like this.

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