Page 21 of A Sinner's Saint

“Yeah?”

“Hug me. I need you to pull me onto your lap and wrap your arms around me. I need you to hold on to me like I’ll vanish if you don’t,” she says.

I reach out and tug her against me. My arms wrap around her waist and I bury my face in her neck. “How do you know what I need?” I ask her.

“Because I need it too,” she says.

Chapter Ten

Things with Vin are intense. Not in a bad way. They’re just… a lot. We’ve also hung outa lot, all week. He hasn’t been as high as I saw him on Tuesday again, which I’m thankful for.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t object to his smoking. I just don’t want him to get in trouble or be so out of his head he does something stupid. I don’t know. I guess I worry. I never askedhim to elaborate on what the nightmares or memories were about. They’re his, and if he wants me to know, he’ll tell me.

When he holds me, though, it feels like completion. I feel complete when I’m with him. It’s stupid, but that’s the only word I can think of to explain it. Complete. Vin De Bellis completes me.

I smile. My lips still tingle from his kiss when I left school this afternoon. My parents are out of town for the weekend, and I told them I was staying with Elena, so they wouldn’t worry. They usually try to drag me with them on their trips. Thankfully, I got out of going this time.

Right now, I’m lying on Elena’s bed, dodging her and Devon’s questions about Vin. “When did you say Lauren was getting here?” I look between them.

“Don’t change the subject. Tell us. How big? Are the rumours really true?” Devon asks.

All they want to talk about is Vin’s cock. Like I’m ever going to tell them about it. Some things should stay in the bedroom. And that’s one of them. “I’m not talking to you about my boyfriend’s cock.” I smile. Every time I think of Vin being my boyfriend, I get a swarm of butterflies in my stomach.

“Then don’t say. Just tell me when to stop.” Elena slowly starts to widen the gap between her two palms.

I laugh and shake my head. When my phone buzzes with a message, I dive for it, thankful for the distraction. My smile widens when I see Vin’s name on the screen.

Vin:

There’s a party tonight. Wanna come?

Me:

Where is it?

It takes me a moment to realise he’s going to a party whether I go with him or not. I shouldn’t care. He can do whatever he wants. I’m not his keeper. But a tiny bit of dread, or jealousy, overcomes me when I imagine him at a party with all those thirsty girls vying for his attention.

I trust Vin,I remind myself. He’s done nothing to make me question his trustworthiness.

Vin:

Dash’s place.

The party is at his friend’s house. Well, he’s definitely going then.

Me:

Can I bring my friends?

Vin:

I’ll come pick you all up at eight.

Me:

I’m at Elena’s.

Vin:

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