Page 172 of Sinful

His lips quirked up. “No dicks.”

I exhaled, a memory coming back to me of the aftermath of when Sin was shot by his father. How he’d wake in the night screaming. Thrashing. Crying for his dad to stop and his mom to save him. I’d stay at his house and curl up beside him, holding his hand and promising him everything would be OK.

“Do you remember—” I whispered as he held my hand tightly.

“I never forgot,” was all he said before we both went quiet.

I closed my eyes, knowing I wasn’t fighting a half-assed battle anymore.

It helped me to sleep peacefully, Sin’s hand in mine.

CHURCH

Life had returned to normal. Mostly. We had that rabbit shit looming over our heads. Knowing the prick who hurt Sirena was out there drove me to the edge of my sanity. I still needed to have a word with Asylum/Mirage over him meeting up with her and not coming out with it. That shit pissed me off. I was attempting to take things slow. She was happy, so I was. Again, mostly.

I’d been back a week. Classes were fine. We were fine for the most part. Having Sin home should have felt good, but it didn’t. I figured that had more to do with me trying to trust him again than anything else.

But I’d read their notes to one another. I’d seen the way he fucked her in front of us. I’d never seen him that way before, and I’d seen him with a lot of women, including Bells, whom he had been head over heels for.

This love was different for him. It had changed him. Even I could see that, and I didn’t typically spend a lot of time giving a shit about people’s feelings.

Something felt off. I tossed it aside, assuming it was simply the fact that the rabbit was still running wild and probably watching us, knowing he’d been balls deep inside our girl just weeks before. Probably smirking and feeling like a god.

I wound my arm tighter around Sirena’s waist as we finished classes for the day. I’d had her in my bed last night, and Sin had her in his the night before. Ashes the night before that. And then Stitches crawled in with them, leaving me and Sin to sit in the living room. We’d silently agreed to play a video game and hadn’t physically killed one another, although the fighting game we played would suggest it wouldn’t be long.

I called that progress.

“Hey, Sunday.” Cady bounded up to us and draped her arm over Sirena’s shoulder, Bryce right beside her.

“I hope you’re not talking to me,” I grunted.

She rolled her eyes. “Of course I am, Churchy boy. Sunday. Church. Get it?”

“It’s not funny if you have to explain it,” Bryce muttered.

We stopped at Sirena’s locker. I watched her meet Bryce’s eye, her cheeks blooming pink. The smallest smile touched his lips before he cleared his throat and looked away. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was going to reach for her hand.

I had to cool myself off. Struggling over the entire Sin thing had me worn out. I knew what I’d told Sirena about her choosing but for fuck’s sake. Anyone but this shithead. Bryce Andrews wouldn’t be able to keep up with us. Ever. He was our polar opposite. The only thing he probably ever killed was a pint of vanilla ice cream.

“Andrews,” I snapped at him. “Why are you here?”

“I came to see Sirena,” he answered without missing a beat. “We barely see one another anymore. I think that sucks. I’d like it remedied.”

I looked him up and down, taking in how he had his uniform perfectly pressed and his tie tied. Mine was barely held together because fuck this place and everyone who ran it.

“You would?” I snickered at the audacity. “Not happening, cupcake.”

His cheeks darkened. “Maybe I wasn’t clear, Dante. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

I blinked in surprise at him before snapping out of it and taking a dangerous step forward.

Sirena was quick to intervene and get between us.

“I assure you no is my answer, and your response is to walk away before I rip your dick off and stuff it into your mouth like it’s your new pacifier.”

“Good grief. Chill.” Cady grabbed my hand and gave me a tug back. “They’re friends. And who cares if it turns out to be more? You’re not the boss of her.”

Cady was pissing me off.

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