Page 60 of Whips and Chains
But of course, I had to get stuck with these two jackasses, who suddenly wanted to have deep and meaningful conversations about things that were none of their damn business.
Levi glared at me. “How about we talk about the way you just jerked my cock until we both came?”
Oh, fuck him. He couldn’t act like that was all one-sided. “How about we talk about the way you kissed me like you loved me?”
Levi said nothing, just stared at me in the dark interior of the car, his broad chest heaving with fast breaths of anger and irritation that I was sure I mirrored.
X’s head popped through the seats between us, and he stage-whispered, “Just so you know, if you two start hate-fucking, I’m not getting out of this car. There’s a really big rat out there.” He shuddered.
I yanked open the door. “No problem. I’ll leave instead.” I got out and slammed the door shut, stalking off down the alley. The night air did absolutely nothing to cool my heated skin.
One of them opened their door.
“What the hell is your problem?” Levi shouted. “Why are you being such a fucking asshole?”
I spun to glare at him. “Me? Why are you? What the fuck was kissing me like that?”
“You had your hand on my fucking cock! What else was I supposed to do?”
I blinked. His words felt like a slap in the face.
I’d never felt like more of a two-dollar hooker in my life. I’d always convinced myself the work I did didn’t affect me. That it was just a job and it didn’t have any consequences.
But apparently the consequence was Levi saw me as nothing but someone to get him off.
At least I knew where I stood. That kiss had clearly meant more to me than him. And I’d been stupid to think otherwise.
“Is the rat still out there?” X called from the safety of the car.
“Yeah, it is.” I didn’t know if I meant Levi or myself, but the furry kind had scuttled away, scared off by our shouts.
I wanted to join it. Because standing here, this close to Levi, didn’t feel good.
He reached for me. “Whip…I didn’t mean…”
But he did. And we both knew it. His hand dropped before he could make contact with my skin.
I turned away, not wanting to look into his eyes for a second longer.
And instead found myself looking square into Violet’s. “What the fuck?”
Her eyes widened, and she ducked down beneath the car window. Another woman, in the driver’s seat next to her, did the same.
Oh hell fucking no. They had not followed us out here, right into the heart of the gang-owned city streets. I stepped off the curb, beelining for her, because dealing with her ignoring us telling her to stay put was a whole lot easier than dealing with Levi and his bullshit.
Headlights lit up the street.
I stopped in place, shielding my eyes, blinded by the bright lights.
A roar of an engine blocked out all other sounds as the vehicle zoomed up the street, cutting me off from getting to Violet. It headed right toward me and Levi.
There was nothing for me to do but dive out of the way or get mowed down. Levi hit the deck beside me.
My heart stopped, knowing I couldn’t get to Violet.
Tires squealed.
Glass shattered.
