Page 55 of The Game
I feel her behind me as she wraps her arms around my waist and peers round to the sketch.
“I want you to give me that, tattoo me. For your birthday.” I look down into her blue eyes and she beams back at me.
“That’s if you want. Either way, that’s going on my body. I just prefer you do it. That’s why I didn’t get it yet.”
I kiss her. She wants my name on her body. This is the best gift she could have ever given me.
“I love you and I love it. I will do it. I don’t have my own equipment. I’ll have to do it down at the shop.” The shop that I haven’t been to for over a month. At least.
I haven’t seen Ronnie since the funeral. He still needs to know if I will take over the shop while he is gone next year. I need to talk to everyone about that before I go deciding. These things don’t just affect me now. They affect all of us.
“That’s okay. I can wait till you’re ready. Just know I love you, and I want to wear your name on my body. So all that sees me know I love you. That you’re mine.”
I growl and lift her up in my arms, desperately trying to hold my emotions at bay. But I can’t. I kiss her fiercely.
“Thank you for my birthday present.”
She rubs against me and purrs into my ear.
“I need you… again.”
I’m not saying no to that. I spank her ass and take her to the bed. She moans my name as I kiss her.
“I never want to wake up from this.”
Me too.
TWENTY-THREE
MILA
It’s been two weeks since Thanksgiving, and that night with Roman. Which I’ve repeated more times than I can count on my hands. It’s like I woke the beast within him and I’m not complaining.
Hunter’s now at Lakeview, he’s giving Asher a run for his money. I’m glad they have each other there. Or from Walker’s texts… maybe not. I guess they’re very similar so they are butting heads a little.
Asher and I are stealing kisses. But that’s all. I can’t do anything else. Not yet. And not after dad and Kate announced their engagement. I don’t want anything to stop them from being happy and married. I just need more time. Dad’s still hung up on the fact I have two boyfriend’s. I don’t think he’s going to bring out the welcome wagon for the one that lives across the hall from me.
Jace on the other hand… he’s playing dirty and so am I.
It’s movie night, just the five of us at Hunter’s. Jace wants to sit beside me, which would be no big deal only he’s been slowly dragging his hand up my inner thigh. As if I wouldn’t notice.
I get up to get more popcorn from the kitchen and he follows me. Ugh… well if he wants to play dirty… dirty is what he’ll get.
He watches me as I stalk over, licking my lips and tasting the salt of the popcorn from them.
“Did you come to help?” I hand him the popcorn bowl and his eyes drop to my chest. I’m only wearing a underwear under this tee. Which belongs to Roman, so its big like a dress and that’s exactly how I’m wearing it.
Jace stands a little taller as I move in. Only inches from him and he looks down at where I trace my finger down his tight tee and to the edge of his shorts. I watch his Adams apple bob, as I push my hand into his shorts and his breath comes out ragged as I press my palm against his hard length.
“Oh fuck,” he whispers reaching for me, but I pull away as soon as he touches me. He lets go of my arm and I grip him through the thin fabric. He grips my shoulders again and moans. I woke his length and he’s breathing picks up
“Please, god, Mila. Kiss me. I can’t wait any longer. I need you.”
I look up at him through my lashes and he’s eyes widen. I stroke him one more time before yanking my hand free and skip towards the living room past Hunter. He must have come in here to get something, but instead witness Jace not getting what he wants.Again.This has been happening since I kissed Asher… well Asher kissed me and I kissed him back.
I know I’m being a bitch. But I think one more week and it will be enough torture…maybe.
The deep groan from Jace has Hunter in a fit of laugher.
