“Who knows what the future holds?” Verity bites her lip, narrows her eyes and then throws her head back to take the shot.
I stare at her for a moment, wondering if anything rattles her. Wondering if anything I do would push her too far - past the point of risk she will take. So far she has proven herself to be just as adventurous as I am. Just as wild and fired up and dangerous.
In my eyes we there is no more perfect person we are made for each other.
In my mind I’ve already decided that we are going to be together. All I need to do is figure out a way to make that happen.
By hell or high water I will make her mine. I’m not willing to let her slip through my fingers.
“Do you want another one?” She asks, already pouring it.
I step behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her back against my chest. “Run away with me, little vixen. I’m serious.”
She sighs and shakes her head. “My father would kill us both.”
“If it wasn’t for your father - would you want to be with me?”
She turns in my arms, looking up at me with a trace of confusion on those beautiful blue eyes.
“Do you mean - like a proper relationship? Something serious?”
I chuckle. “I’m asking you if you like me - or if this is just a fun thing on the side for you?”
“Mm.” She says, a sly grin on her lips. “Do you like me? Would you want to be in a relationship with me?”
I take her jaw in my hand and lock my gaze with hers. “Let me put it this way - if another man ever touches you I will tear himto pieces and leave him scattered across the city for others to see as a warning.”
She giggles.
A sound that ripples through me like a silver bullet.
“Yes, I’d date you.” She says and not committal. Always keeping me on my toes.
I love the fact that I can’t work her out. I love the way she makes me work to understand her and how she makes me chase her.
It’s the hunt.
It’s been the hunt since the moment I first saw her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Verity
Red’s eyes are so piercing I’m struggling to keep my usually easy, cool, and casual attitude in check. My heart is racing when he asks me if I want to be with him.
I do.
But the thought also terrifies me. The idea of any type of commitment. It’s so - serious. So final. But it doesn’t have to be. I just can go with the flow and see where it takes me.
I want Rufino to take me - wherever he goes. Whatever he does.
I want to be with him.
And yes, that terrifies me.
Needing someone was not on my to do list today.
But if I am going to be with anyone - it’s him. He lets me be myself. He never says no to what I want, and he is as wild and chaotic as I am.