Page 103 of Malicious Intentions

CHAPTER 65

Evan

I’ve cleaned and tended to Lexi’s cuts as much as possible, considering we’re in a bathroom with only soap and paper towels.

But I can’t do anything about the haunted look in her eyes.

“I’ll take care of you as soon as we leave here. We can stop somewhere, and I’ll get antibiotic ointment and something for the pain.”

“Evan.”

My gaze flits from her wounds to her face.

“I love you.”

I cup her face, my lips nearly grazing hers. “I fucking love you with every piece of me.” My mouth seals over hers, and she moans, her hands lifting and threading through my hair.

“Can you bring me back here next weekend?” She says when we pull apart.

My brows furrow. “I don’t know, bellissima. Maybe?—”

“Please. I want you to erase this horrific memory. Put the mask on and chase me through the maze.”

I press my forehead against hers. “Are you sure?”

She nods. “Positive. I refuse to let him traumatize me and take away what I looked forward to doing tonight.”

A smile slowly spreads across my face. “You’re a fucking badass, bellissima.”

Her smile is brighter than all the stars in the sky. “That’s why you love me so much.”

“You’re goddamn right about that.” I kiss her again. “Let’s put your sweater on and get outta here.”

She nods, and I lift her from the counter, setting her on her feet. “You good?”

“Never better.” She runs her hands up my bloody chest. “Let me clean you up.”

I open my mouth to protest, but the look on her face stops me. “Whatever you want, bellissima.”

“Good boy.”

My dick twitches inside my jeans.

Since when do I have a praise kink?

I holdLexi’s hand tightly as we walk toward our friends. Devyn’s earlier words course through my head.

Leaning into Lexi’s ear, I whisper, “There’s a haunted house nearby. Do you want to go there as well next weekend?”

She beams up at me. “I’d love to.”

Zayne and Jaxson approach us with wide grins on their faces. The rest of our friends follow behind them.

Zayne slaps my hand before grabbing Lexi’s free hand, then kisses her knuckles. “Heard you sliced up the bastard. Savage.” Zayne pretends to tip a non-existent hat and bows. “I dub you the official queen of the group.” Zayne looks at me, smirking. “The dead bastard is burning in hell as we speak.”

Jaxson slaps my hand and pats me on the shoulder as he elbows Zayne out of the way. “Quit hogging all the attention.” He grins at me, then his gaze drops to Lexi and winks at her. “Hey,Lexi. You’re a fucking badass.” Jaxson holds out his fist, and she bumps it. “And you chose the best guy here. After me, of course.”

“Hey,” Zayne protests as we all laugh.

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