Page 100 of Shadows and Whispers

“I do.”

“What else do you like?”

His mouth brushed over mine again. “You.”

I grinned beneath his lips. “Clearly, but what else?”

“My bike.”

He leaned forward and kissed me again. “And the thought of you on the back of it with me.”

“Hmmmmm, I think I’ll pass.”

He chuckled. “You don’t want to be on my bike?”

“Not particularly.”

“Why?” His eyes flickered with amusement.

“Because they’re dangerous and I need all my limbs intact to dance.”

His charming smile expanded. “You don’t trust me to keep you safe?”

It was a trick question. I couldn’t exactly say no without breaking my promise to him.

Trust.

Loyalty.

Respect.

“YouI trust, your death trap, not so much.”

He chuckled and reached around me, lifting a slice of bacon. And like before, I bit half and he finished what I left.

“I’ll accept that as a compromise.”

“So mangoes and your bike?” I flashed a smile and he nodded, gripping my chin.

“Andyou.”

“Andme.” I blushed. “You have to give me more than that.”

“I’m not sure what more to give you. Ask whatever you want.”

“You’re not involved in your family’s business?” I asked cautiously. As far as I knew he had never really been. Christian explained to me that he hadn’t agreed to be now that he was back. I was confused about why. His brown eyes flitted over my face, slowly taking me in before he answered.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Ez has always been a better fit. He tolerated our father, I did not.”

“Will you be more involved now?”

“If that’s what Ez needs then yes.”

“Mmmm.”

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