Page 139 of Lies Like Love

He spins me around, adjusting my dress before pulling my hood over my head once more to hide my now messy hair.

Stepping into me, he wipes the underside of my eyes with his fingers and grins.

“I want you to go back to the party with my cum dripping out of you the rest of the night, making a mess. I want them to smell me on you, from the inside out, so there’s no confusion who you belong to. And when we get home, I’m going to shove those cum soaked panties in your mouth and you’re going to scream for me until I think you’ve learned your lesson. Then I’ll feel better.”

At that, he grabs my hand and leads me out of the maze, even if only the one in this field. Because in his heart, I’m lost forever.

Epilogue

Jude

Two Months Later

“Thisisn’tyouholdingme hostage, is it?” Fel giggles as I lead her through the doorway, kicking the door closed behind me.

“You are my hostage.”

“I’m your girlfriend.”

“Fiancée,” I remind her.

“Oh right.” She laughs. “I’m still getting used to that.”

“Don’t get too used to it. It’ll bewifesoon enough. And then ‘till death do us part.”

She lets out a sweet laugh, but I’m not kidding. The only thing that will tear me away from this girl after all we’ve been through will be my soul leaving my body. Even then, I’m not so sure I’d leave her.

“But no, this isn’t a hostage situation. Even if you’re giving me some ideas for what to do with you and my belt later.”

I love that she shivers at my statement. That the idea of me fucking her rough and under my control makes her literally melt in my hands.

“Not yet, Red,” I whisper in her ear as she bites her bottom lip thinking about it.

Stopping her in the middle of the room, I finally peel my hands from her eyes and step back.

It takes her a moment to blink in her surroundings. I watch as her eyebrows pinch and she looks around, trying to figure out what she’s seeing. It’s an open space with tall ceilings and large windows. Brick walls on three sides, and then a fourth that’s all windows that look out over the city. The room we’re standing in is wide open, with a small hallway that leads to a bedroom and bathroom.

“What is this?” Fel finally spins to face me.

The sun streaks through the windows, making her face glow, and she’s so damn pretty I’m tempted to lay her on the floor and sink into her.

Stepping forward, I tuck her red hair behind her ear. “Our new place.”

Her eyes go wide as she looks around again. “No, Jude.”

“No?” I tilt my head.

“This place must have been a fortune. Square footage in LA—”

“It was nothing.” I brush her cheek.

“Please tell me you didn’t.”

My fingers pause on her jaw. “Didn’t what?”

“I remember what my dad said that day, about you taking over your father’s assets. Please tell me—”

“Felicity.” Her name comes out harsher than I intend, but I don’t like that there’s still a part of her that can’t let go of that day, even if she pretends she has. “I didn’t. The shop is inking celebrities like the members of Enemy Muse for fuck’s sake. We’re rolling in cash, regardless of what our location says about us. I’ve never taken a dime from my family. Don’t plan to. This is all me. For us.”

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