Page 163 of River & Crown
I ignored them both, threw the car in park, and hopped out. The second the backdoor opened, her eyes widened, and a gasp spilled from her lips.
"What are you?—"
I didn't give her the chance to finish as I gripped her wrist and yanked her out of the truck and slammed the door behind her. I pinned her to the side, letting the heat from my anger engulf her. Chest to chest, I felt the way her body went stiff, but her eyes were vibrant and searing. Holding her gaze, my hand slid slowly from her wrist up the length of her arm. Goosebumps rose under my touch. Her body betrayed what she'd said just moments before. I followed the curve of her shoulder, then higher. My fingers brushed along the side of her neck until they wrapped around the front of her throat. Her freaky ass anticipated the squeeze, and she trembled. Her body arched, plowing her chest into mine. My eyes light up with a desirable hunger only she could satisfy.
"Four." My hand tightened slowly around her neck. Her pulse kicked against my palm like she wanted to fight back, but desire overcame her. "Who are you?" I rasped, keeping my eyes on hers.
Her lips trembled, but she didn't answer. Of course, she didn't because Four giving in was too easy. I leaned in close enough to taste the hesitation on her lips.
"Four."
I dragged the sound of each letter in her moniker. With each one, my fingers closed tighter until I was able to swallow her gasp.
"Who are you?"
Her eyes fluttered, her lashes shivering as she parted her lips to speak.
"Mrs. Gravehart," she replied in a breathless whisper.
"Even when?—"
My lips brushed against hers, making my dick twitch. She must've known. Her hand slipped between us, fingertips brushing down my stomach until her palm molded to my dick.
"I'm Mrs. Gravehart even when I'm not."
My thumb brushed the soft underside of her jaw.
"That's exactly who you are to me. I don't give a fuck what we're going through," I growled. "Say some shit about us not being together again... like you're not mine and I'm not yours... and I'ma show you howtogetherwe fucking are."
Four with those beautiful eyes stared at me through slits hooded by the love she still had for a nigga.
"You heard me, right?" I whispered, jerking her head back just enough for my mouth to brush against hers.
"Yes," she inhaled sharply.
I kissed Four, making sure she knew who she belonged to, and she did the same. She moaned into my mouth, and I swallowed it like a secret never to be told. My hand left her throat and slid around the back of her neck, pulling her in closer. Trust didn't matter as we poured into each other. Our love was too strong to die behind a lack of trust, or so I thought.
"I love you."
She fed me the three words, their syllables drumming against my lips, waiting to be devoured.
"Get in the truck, River."
I stepped away, unable to give her what she needed. I opened the door for her, but she didn't move. Her eyes, wild and unfocused, shifted from mine to the open car door.
"Huh... wha-what? What?" Her voice cracked, but so did something in the brown of her frantic gaze. "Why are you doing this? I was justFourand now I'm River? What happened to you being mine and me being yours? Huh? Say something, Cortez!" Her voice hiked, screeching each time she went up an octave.
"Get in the truck, River."
"Fuck you, Crown! I hate you! I fucking hate your stupid ass!" Four didn't even look at me as she yelled the one thing that brought me close to snapping her fucking neck.
"Fuck nigga, close my door!"
I slammed that bitch, the weight of her words hammering down on my chest. Rounding the front of the truck, Wolfe walked over, shaking his big ass head.
"Fuck was all that?"
"I don't even fucking know," I told him.
