Page 63 of The Prodigal

I hate that she finds this situation hilarious, but more than that, I hate staring at her swollen lips.

Lips that I nipped and sucked until I was satisfied they were thoroughly ravaged. If I could have signed my name on those fuckers, I would have. At that moment, I wanted the entire planet to know Eden Da Luca had chosen the dark over light.

She deserved better than a kiss from the enemy.

But she chose it anyway.

Fuck, if that didn’t mess with my head—both of them.

But now that I have space and my dick isn’t doing most of the thinking, I’m more in control.

“Remington!”

Her tits bounce when she laughs.

“You cannot keep me locked out of the car.”

I want to hate her, but she’s wearing my leather jacket, and, well…locking her out of the car is for both of our safety.

And likely the public’s.

I can’t promise that the next time something smart comes out of her mouth, I won’t fuck her into silence on the hood of my car.

“It was just a kiss! I didn’t even enjoy it.”

She’s a terrible fucking liar and a gigantic pain in my ass.

I can’t believe I ate the forbidden fruit she offered. What’s worse, I want another bite. Hell, I want to chop down the whole fucking tree and feast on the fruit as my plan of revenge crumbles around me.

I fucked up—hard.

I want to regret it, but her smug smile keeps taunting me.

“If it will make you feel better,” she continues like the brave girl she is, “I’ll kiss someone else at the next motel, so you don’t think you’re special.”

I lift my gaze to her navy-stained eyes. “How very noble of you—putting an innocent in danger for the sake of a lie.”

She shrugs. “Someone once told me not to get attached to the truth.”

Fuck me. This girl is just as twisted as I am.

“Get in the trunk.”

She barks out a laugh that only annoys me further.

“Youget in the trunk. You’re the one pouting because you couldn’t control yourself.”

What the fuck is wrong with her?

I’m not capable of love. The only reason I would willingly kiss her would be to prove a point—which I still can’t figure out yet, but I will.

“Eden, get in the trunk, or I’m leaving you here.”

Her hands go to her hips. “The only way I’m getting in that trunk is if youmakeme.”

She wants me to lose my shit.

She wants me to tame that defiance of hers in front of witnesses.

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