Page 15 of Better than Revenge

“Very soon.” He kisses me but this one is light and nothing more than a buzz of his lips against mine -almost like a promise. “But for now let’s get you dressed. We have a date to go on.”

“Oh shit!”

I completely forgot about Sophie and Max and how we’re supposed to meet them. The look he gives me says he realizes that.

He chuckles as he helps me up and makes his way to the door. He turns back before closing it. “I would lock this if I were you.”

Chapter Thirteen

Levi

Even though I was kind of worried about how Tamsin’s friends would act around me, her best friend put my mind at ease right away.

“You’re the guy helping Tamsin get her revenge on that dickless little shit?” I nod, smiling at how frank she is. “Thank you. I’m glad she knew exactly who to turn to…but if you break her heart, I’ll cut yours out.”

“Why is Zane still walking around being a dick then?”

“Because she didn’t really…,” she stops and looks over at where Tamsin and Max are talking. “She didn’t like him like I can see her liking you. Don’t make me regret ever meeting you.”

I step closer to Sophie but not as close as I would if she were Tamsin, “Sophie, I’m not about to let something hurt that woman.”

She gives me a genuine smile and turns back around to the two waiting on us. “We got the tickets.”

She waves them in the air and runs to wrap herself around Max. He’s a pretty chill guy. And I don’t feel like I have to cut his eyes out because he looks too long at my kitten. In fact, the way he looks at Sophie I expect the two of them to wind up knocked up in a month or two. I also see how Tamsin looks at the two of them. There’s happiness of course, but also a little bit of sadness and a hint of envy. She wants to be loved like Sophie is loved by Max. She wants a relationship she can just fall into and give her all to, no worries if the other person is in it with you because you are confident they are.

Something primal takes over and I need to remove that look from her eyes quickly. Lucky for me I have the perfect way to do it too.

I wrap my arms around her and turn her to face me and not them, “You ready?”

I wait for her to nod before taking her mouth in a hard kiss. By the time I’ve let her up for air, her hands have wrapped themselves in my t-shirt and Max and Sophie are standing right beside us.

“Thank God. For a minute there I thought me and Max were going to have to rent you all a room.”

A soft blush hits Tamsin’s cheeks. Before I let her go, I take another kiss. I have to turn her towards the entrance when I’m done because she tries to go the other way and stumbles a little. It makes my mouth curve up and my walk a little cockier than it was before.

I spend most of the afternoon watching Tamsin laughing and playing with her friend. We do putt-putt golf first, then stop to grab some snacks before we hit up an arcade. By the time we leave, night has fallen and the whole place is lit up with neon lights. She’s rocking a big smile that reaches her eyes and makes them dance as she takes me by the hand to pull me to the next thing she wants to try or do.

By the time she’s had her third funnel cake, I’m starting to worry this is how my girl eats every day. Candy, cookies, sugar on top of more sugar, and some kind of fruity drink that I’m pretty sure is ninety percent syrup. Me and Max look over at one another and order the girls something with actual food in it. Still probably not good for you but at least it won’t blow your heart out of your body with the sugar high you get afterwards.

I pull her down in my lap and watch her do the sexiest thing I can imagine doing with clothes on…eating a corndog. I can’t fucking pull my eyes away from her mouth and as soon as she’s finished my mouth is on hers.

“Tamsin?”

Instead of jerking away, I hold her for just a moment longer before I end the kiss. The look in her eyes tells me she never even heard her name.

“Tamsin, is that you?”

This time she hears and stiffens in my arms. Both of us turn our heads to find Zane standing with the little shit that betrayed my girl right beside him. God, if I could take a picture of that face, especially the moment he notices whose lap she is sitting in.

“What the hell are you doing with HIM?”

I have a front-row seat for the change that comes over my kitten. Her eyes narrow and her chin comes up like she is looking down at something she would scrap off her shoe, the coldness leaking out of those beautiful green orbs could freeze a man to death.

“Any damn thing he wants me to.” She turns to give me a hell of a grin as her eyes go from frigid to melting.

The bastard’s mouth literally falls open. You could park a fucking truck right into the space.

“What the hell is this?” He’s on the verge of shouting but my girl doesn’t shrink back as she turns cold eyes to him.

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