Page 33 of Sinful Little Lies

My Flame. I’m excited to see her too.

A warm sensation came over me and suddenly I was actually looking forward to visiting my family.

Gross.

But also, kind of nice?

The realization of what I’m bringing Verena into hits me and it’s not nice or gross. It’s collateral. It’s diabolical. We just got together, there’s no way she wants to meet my cracked out, fucked up family.

But I don’t think I’d be able to go alone. Being with her felt right. Being with herfeelsright. I never want to be without her for as long as I walk this shitty earth. She gives me the strength to do things I wouldn’t normally do.

You’d think that means stringing her ex boyfriend up by the meat on his back would be out of the norm, but it's right up my alley. What’s really out of my norm is having my fucking dream girl in my bed and after she meets my family, she’ll be running for the hills.

I sneak into my room and softly close the door when a voice startles me. “I’m awake, no need to be quiet.” My spine stiffens and so does the little Grimm in my pants. Her voice awakens something in me so insatiable and uncontrollable. I quickly adjust myself before turning around. “Where’d you run off to? Took care of Leo without me?” She asks.

Scoffing, I walk past the bed and towards my dresser, changing into clothes that I don’t care about to do just that. “Actually, my dad called to invite me to dinner with my family this weekend. I told him you’re coming.” Her face drops at the proposition of meeting my family so soon.

A smirk grows on my face and I continue. “Yeah, I’ll give you the laydown before we go. Dinner with the Griswolds is a lot similar to, how do you say, telenovellas.” I grab a hair tie and slip my hair into a ponytail.

“Oh! Grimmy’s bilingual, who would’ve thunk.” Her eyes shift to my hair, “How cute. I’ve never seen you rock a pony before.” Verena giggles.

Giving her an eye-roll, I toss a middle finger and a wink her way, then respond. “Ponytails are strictly for cleaning up dead bodies. So, you coming or not, monster?”

There’s a thick silence in the air and when I make eye contact with her, I see she’s removed the sweats I gave her earlier. Slowly, she grabs the hem of my shirt and begins to raise it up and over her arms. Her breasts peak out of the bottom before spilling out, her body on full display for me. “Am I?” She whispers, her siren eyes reaching the depths of my soul and pulling me closer to her.

My feet are moving me to the bed and I’m nodding my head slowly. Who am I to deny my little monster of what she wants? I’m here to make her every wish come true. That doesn’t stop with Leo’s death. That’ll never stop. I am hers forever. There’s no length I wouldn’t go to make her happy. As long as the day ends and she has a smile on her face, I know I’ve done my job.

I make it to the bed in record time and her hands are on me, removing my shirt and sweats. Her palms roam my torso, feeling the curve of every muscle. She wraps one arm around my neck and her fingers thread through my curls. Pulling me close, our lips brush and sparks of electricity flow through my body.

Fuck, I hope she feels the same way about me. I don’t want to rush her but shit, all I want is her.

My arms envelop her body and I lean on her, our bodies flush with one another. Our lips touch again and this time, there’s no stopping. Her tongue tangles itself with mine and she tastes like candy canes on Christmas. My hands roam over her soft skin, worshipping every inch. I don’t want this moment to end, but I have a dead fucking body to clean up.

Pulling away, I sigh and shake my head. “That body will start decaying and I don’t want to be around it when it does.” Verena pulls back but doesn’t look nearly as disgusted as I thought she’d be.

“Strangely, I do.” She laughs. “Only because it’s Leo.” The smile drops from her face and she looks deep into my eyes while speaking again. “Does that make me a horrible person?” Her pupils shift back and forth, studying my face for any hint of a fabrication in my response.

“I think it makes you human, little monster.” Standing, I extend my hand and pull her off the bed. Chest to chest, I grip her chin between my thumb and forefinger, bringing her face inches from mine. I kiss her nose softly, then move to her lips. “I’ll make you forget all about it later on, I promise.” My voice returns to its normal octave, “Until then, how about I distract you with all the wonderful details about my family? You have a lot to learn today, young grasshopper.”

“Yes, Sir.” She breezes past me, into the bathroom, a sly smile on her face and those slender fingers slightly grazing my bulge.

Fuck, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do just to see that woman smile. To make her truly happy. You better fucking do it all, Grimm. No stone left unturned.

20

GRIMM

Outside and onour way to grind and pack up Dipshit, Verena wastes no time gaining knowledge about my family. “So what’s up with your family? I know you have a lot of siblings but is it really that bad?”

Chuckling, I side-eye her and shake my head. “You waste no time, Losado.” She smiles, her eyes twinkling. It’s the most genuine smile I’ve yet to see on her face.

“My siblings are half siblings. We don’t have the same mom. Their mom is my dad’s first wife. They were separated but raised us all under one roof. They were high school sweethearts, got married, had a bunch of babies, the whole nine. From what I’ve been told, they were having some financial troubles which added stress to their already stressful lives with trying to care for a small tribe. Their mom had a family thing in Spain and needed to take a trip. While she was gone, my dad stepped out and had a one-night stand with my mom. Long story short, she got pregnant with me and decided to keep it.” I let out a sigh.

“Why she didn’t just abort me is what I never understood. She had an affair with a married man, chose to keep the baby even after finding out about his situation, has the baby, and then to top it all off, she fucking leaves.” My mother walkingout of our lives isn’t something I talk about often. Because when I do, my emotions take over. Emmett is the only one who saw the changes within me after she left. The facade I had to put on everyday was taxing enough. “So I have a runaway mother, a step-mom who despised my existence all my life, and siblings who think I was a mistake–granted, they aren’t wrong–that shouldn’t have had any relation to their family. Growing up in that house was utter chaos and treachery. Going back isn’t as easy as it sounds. Even if it’s just for dinner.”

We reach the tunnels and Verena hasn’t said a word. I’m hoping I didn’t scare her off with the truth of my family. It can get pretty heavy, but I made sure to only share the lightest bits. Outside of the room where Leo’s body resides, she places a hand on my arm, stopping me from entering. “I’m sorry. You’re always such a big goof. I figured that came from having a functional family. I hope you know you aren’t a mistake. There’s a reason you’re here.”

My gaze fixates on hers and my lips curve into a smirk, “Yeah. You.” Her cheeks grow red from my comment and my cock throbs at her innocence. The slightest bit of flirting drives her up the walls. She acts like a young schoolgirl who’s never felt true romance.

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