Page 70 of End It All

I didn't want to look too closely at why I wanted to giveanyonemy money when I was a cash hoarder. I reasoned with myself that he was nice to me, mostly, so why not help out?

My stomach twisted as reality tried to slap me in the face. Instead, I pushed those wandering thoughts away and focused on the streetlights as they zoomed by.

I wonder what Quincy's doing.

I tooka deep inhale off my joint. Tendrils of smoke curled over my lips and nose before I let out a cloud. I caught movement out the corner of my eye and effortlessly slipped brass knuckles over my fingers. I flexed my fingers a few times, preparing myself. I brought the joint to my lips, pretending as if I hadn't noticed who ever had the balls to sneak up on me.

I was outside, the freezing air doing its best to break through the thick layer of clothes and coat. It was getting colder and colder by the day. Snow was fickle, coming some days and gone the next. It only left the city with slush, full of grime, and clinging to the sides of the road.

The hand that reached out to me didn't make it. I dropped my joint and twisted us around shoving them against the wall of the building I was posted up on. My hand cocked back readyto slam into the idiot's face. I stopped short, my brass knuckles seconds away from crashing into Blake's face. His blue eyes were wide as he stared at my fist. His cheeks were a stark red along with his nose from the biting cold.

"What are you doing out here?" I asked, my hand still raised as I held him against the brick wall. He wasn't a threat, but I wasn't all that into letting him go.

Blake blinked a few times, his thick black lashes falling over his cheeks. He shook as if collecting himself and shoved his hands against my chest.

I smirked and pushed closer, wedging my leg between his thighs, seeking out more warmth. "If you wanted to touch me, baby girl, all you had to do was ask."

His grimace was cute. "You were going to hit me."

I chuckled, dropping my fist and grabbing his face instead. "I was going to do more than just hit you. Survival of the fittest out here, doll."

He rolled his eyes, pushing at me again, but I wasn't ready to part just yet. Maybe it was the lack of ass lately, but I was feeling needy in the touch department. I liked human contact. Maybe it was my empty upbringing, but I craved another person. Normally, rolling around in the sheets with a stranger did it for me for a while, but having Blake around made it difficult.

"What are you even doing out here?"

"Was waiting for you, of course." I grinned and leaned in closer, eating up the small distance between us. If I could I'd strip us both just so we could be closer.

"Really?"

Blake looked intently into my eyes, and I knew I needed to take a step back. My body didn't move. Instead, I chuckled low and lowered my head until our foreheads touched. "Don't be so gullible."

Blake grunted and shoved at me again. "Fuck you. I'm not."

"You believed I was standing out here in the middle of fucking winter waiting on your ass like some desperate whore."

Blake smirked at me. "The way you shove your cock down my throat and cling to me says you are."

This little fucker. Any other man would have said that to me and I would have to flatten them. Blake said it and my head was filled with all the pleasure we'd dabbled in. I wasn't going to admit that I'd spoken the truth, that I had, in fact, been waiting for him. There was only so much vulnerability I could let show.

How did I explain that I was waiting for him to get back? Shit, I couldn't even explain it to myself.

"Move."

"Why?" I ground my thigh against his cock, dragging out a needy groan from him. His head fell back, exposing his neck for a brief second.

I licked my lips greedily thinking about attacking him. There was something about Blake that drew me in each fucking time no matter how much I knew it was a bad idea. He was a Vitale for one. Two, he was only using me for my place. And three, he kept ending up on top. I needed to change the last one if I was ever going to save face.

"Was this how you wanted me to move, baby girl?" I purred into his ear. I ground against him, my own body responding to the groans he allowed to escape.

Everything bled away; the sounds of the city, the cold air, the people, and left us to the heated exchange between our clothed bodies. My phone did what it did best and interrupted. A heavy sigh left me as I pulled back slightly to pull it out. Sure enough, Daiki was calling.

I looked between the phone and Blake. It was a no brainer who I wanted to choose, but if I continued to fuck up, Daiki had the capabilities to make me disappear. Without anyone backingme, I stood no chance at all. Before I answered, I leaned forward and bit Blake's bottom lip, making him yelp in shock.

Laughter flowed out of me with ease as I took a step back. I had no idea why it was so easy for me to be playful with Blake, but it felt natural. He flipped me off just as I answered the call.

"You took too long to answer."

I swallowed back my retort. "What can I do for my favorite boss?"

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