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“Of course.” Arrow grins, joining me at the desk. He pulls out my chair for me and starts ripping open the bag, pulling out the containers.
We eat in a comfortable silence. I’ve got so much to ask him and the questions just keep piling up.
“I can hear you thinking. Just ask me already,” he says, shoveling a dumpling into his mouth.
“The last time we saw each other, it wasn’t exactly on good terms. I told you the truth about your parents. Do you hate me for keeping that from you?” I lower my eyes, still feeling bad about keeping that from him and using it as a bargaining chip. Like, who the fuck does that? Me, apparently.
Arrow places his fingers on my chin, lifting until my eyes meet with his. “I could never hate you Bella.” He sighs, lowering his hand. “Trust me, I’ve tried to stay mad at you. Only because I don't deserve you. What I did. How I lied to you. There’s this pull toward you that I can’t ignore, no matter how hard I try. I always end up back here wanting protect you and...”
He’ll always be my bodyguard, my protector. No matter how much shit has gone down—the lies, the betrayal from both of us—we still come back to each other. He’s my safety net, catching me when I fall, and I want him to.
“I feel it too,” I whisper, taking his hand, our fingers sliding together. “And I am sorry for keeping the truth about your parents from you and using it against you.”
Arrow nods. “I’m sorry for lying and for choosing your father.”
“You can’t ever be done with my father. You can’t just leave,” I say, pulling my hand free and start packing the food back into the bag.
“I’ll figure it out. Don't you worry, Bella.”
“We’ll figure it outtogether.” I whirl around, stepping into Arrow and lowering myself onto his lap. My fingers glide through his curly brown hair and he groans.
“Together,” he whispers before his lips crash into mine.
After a long, desperate kiss, I pull back and rest my head against his as I peer into his gray eyes. Fuck, how is this going to work? I won't give up Keegan, Emilio, and Madden. What I have with them.
“How do you feel about sharing?”
Arrow’s eyes turn a darker shade, verging on almost black. “Sharing you?” He grips my throat running his finger along my delicate skin. “Why would I share you?”
I swallow hard. “Because you just walked in on Emilio fucking me, and then there’s Keegan and Madden. We haven’t exactly labeled anything yet, but I do have feelings for you all.” I lower my eyes, and Arrow’s grip tightens around my throat until I can just breathe.
“Look at me,” he growls, and I bring my eyes back to his. “I have no idea what this is or what you have going on with them, but I want you. I’ve wanted you since the moment I became your bodyguard. No matter how much I tried to ignore it over the years. All the times you pushed my buttons and I wanted you gone, I still couldn’t ignore that pull toward you.”
He stands with his hand still firmly around my throat, bringing me with him. The back of my legs hit the bed and he pushes me until I fall back, hitting my head on the pillow. He kneels on the bed, coming down on his hands, pinning me beneath his body. My breath hitches and Emilio’s dried cum still lingers on my leg.
“I’m not really into sharing,” Arrow says, lowering down until his body presses into mine. He leans forward, lips hovering just above mine. If I just move a bit, they will join. “But if it means I get to be with you...” His lips touch mine lightly. “I’ll make an exception.”
I close the distance, grabbing a fistful of Arrow’s hair. His cock grinds against my pussy and I moan. Arrow pulls back, pressing kisses along my collarbone. His hand travels up my leg, heading straight where I want it, but I stop him.
“Unless you want Emliio’s cum all over your fingers or tongue, I think we should shower,” I say, and Arrow curses under his breath.
“I don't wanna stop, but I also don’t wanna be feeling another man's cum inside of you.” He presses back up on his elbows, leaning in for another heart-stopping kiss.
He jumps up, disappearing through the bathroom door, and I hear the shower turn on before I follow him. Leaning back against the wall, Arrow peels off his T-shirt, and my gaze runs down his chest, following the trail of hair there. He pulls off his belt, then unbuttons his jeans before they join his shirt on the bathroom floor, along with his underwear. His hard cock springs free, and I lick my lips.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted your lips around my cock?” he asks, and I shake my head, lifting my shirt over my head and zipping down my skirt.“Since the moment you wore that bright red bikini on your sixteenth birthday.”
Butterflies scatter through my stomach, and I lose my bra, followed by my underwear. Arrow groans, disappearing into the shower. I follow him, ready to give him exactly what he wants.
CHAPTER20
MADDEN
It’s my birthday. Nineteen years on this fucked-up earth, and the princess wants to celebrate. I told her I don’t do birthdays. But she promised me I would like her gift, so I let her have her way...for now.
I hear her soft knock at the front door. I won’t admit it, but I’ve been waiting here for hours for her. And now that she’s here, my cock stirs.
“Enter,” I call out, knowing she's the only soul brave enough to knock on my door. I watch as the knob turns on the door and it opens with a creak. I see her head at first as she looks into the dark room, only a lamp beside me lighting the room. I know it probably looks fucked up, like some horror movie shit. But that’s just me.
