Page 64 of Pucking Tangled
“You didn’t have to.”
Luca couldn’t respond. Not right away. Because deep down, buried under the jealousy and the fear, he knew Waylon wasn’t wrong.
Miadidwant more.
She’d told Luca as much. She’d been honest about it. He just thought he’d have more time.
Moreher.
Morefirsts.
But now?
Now he was afraid last night might be the only night he got.
And he didn’t know how he was going to survive.
Mia
Breakfast made her head spin.
No. Scratch that.
Waylonwas what made her head spin.
After the stunt he pulled, Mia excused herself and made a hasty retreat. But instead of locking herself in her room, she showered and changed into clothing that belonged toher, and then waited in Luca’s bedroom for him to return.
She’d heard his entire exchange with Waylon. She hadn’t meant to, but neither man had been quiet.
Her stomach flipped remembering what had caused it.
She’d let Waylon feed her.
Worse—she’dlikedit. The boldness. The tension. The way he stared at her like he already knew what she looked like completely naked and couldn’t wait to make her screamhisname.
But Luca had beenright there. She held his hand and took Waylon’s bait at the very same time.
She ran a hand through her hair, suddenly dizzy with it all. Luca had been so sweet, so attentive, sogoodto her.
And then Waylon went and made it clear that the gloves were off.
What the hell was she doing?
She hadn’t meant for any of this to happen so fast. She thought there’d be time. Thought maybe they’d ease into whatever this was.
But the fuse had been lit.
And Waylon hadn’t just struck a match. He’d dropped a damn grenade.
She couldn’t ignore the curiosity. The desire burning inside of her.
But under all of that was a sharp bite of guilt.
Yes. She talked with Luca about the fact that the other guys wanted her. And how she thought she wanted them.
They agreed that they’d have their night together and go from there.
Then Luca went and made her feel things she’d never felt before.
