Page 101 of Bitter Truths

Griffin shifts beside me, but I ignore him and the slice of pain her words bring. Despite her attempts, hope and love are all I feel when I rasp, “Yes. He’s always been mine.”

She drops her chin, closing her eyes before she exhales loudly and turns to Griffin, but his blazing bright eyes are lit from within as he stares at me.

Sucking in a breath, I grin, and he drops his gaze, starting a slow, burning crawl up my bare legs before stopping at my tits, now hard under his perusal. His nostrils flare and his mouth curls in a devastating smile.

“Whatever,” Miranda mutters, slamming out the door, but we have no time for her as he swoops me up in his arms and sets me on the kitchen counter.

“Fuck, I need you,” he says gutturally.

“Yes,” I moan, “I need you too.”

Pushing his shirt up my torso, I grab it and pull it the rest of the way off, my core pulsing when he licks his lips and spreads me wide.

“So wet,” he moans, sliding two fingers inside.

I thrust against him heatedly, staring into his blazing eyes before mine shutter and I groan. With Griffin, I’m always close, knowing what he can do so easily.

This time is no different, maybe because he left me hanging to answer the door, and I rise to climax quickly before exploding.

“Fuck,” he stutters, grabbing my legs and surging into me.

I gasp when he bottoms out before he fucks me wildly, his eyes stuck on where we’re joined with his face pulled back in a snarl.

“Mine. You’re mine, Halsey, and I’m never fucking letting you go.”

“Yes, yes. Fuck, Griff,” I moan as I come again, squeezing around him helplessly.

“Mm,” he growls, bucking into me.

He stutters, his back arching, and I stare at his face, committing it to memory because I want to draw that look and hold it close forever.

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GRIFFIN

“I don’t think you should stay there.” I opt for a firm but concerned tone, which clearly fails when she glances at me wearily while collecting her things.

“I have to go home. That’s where my life is,” she says softly. “But you can come with me.”

The ball of anxiety wrapped up in my chest eases at her offer, and I pull her close, pecking her on the lips. I don’t want to be apart from her now that she’s where she belongs. Frankly, I can’t fathom the thought. Maybe because some part of me knows if I give her space, she’ll change her mind.

I’m the dick who ruined her life after all, but I’m going to make it better.

For years, we’ve been at each other’s throats. One day of “I love you’s” and amazing sex won’t change that. But I hope, with time, we will settle into a routine because I refuse to let her go now that she’s truly mine.

“Okay, sweet. For now. But soon, you’ll be living here with me,” I grumble, grabbing her ass.

Giggling, she swats my arm, and I snatch her bag as she follows me to the vehicle. We’re quiet on the drive, but her wide smile creates a painful fucking ache, the good kind that I want to feel forever. I’ve never felt so complete or free, and it’s fucking amazing.

“Hals?” I say as we pull into the drive next to Aaron’s car.

“Yeah?” she says absently, gathering her bag.

With an indrawn breath, I turn to her and grab her hand. “I have something to tell you.”

“What?” She looks at me with wide eyes, and my stomach lurches because, however unintentional, what I’ve done has created this knee-jerk reaction in her.

“I’m the one who paid off Max’s dealer, and I wouldn’t even tell you, but I don’t want any more secrets between us, ever,” I mutter fiercely.

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