Page 50 of Witness Protection

“Have you ever been in love before?”

“No.”

She smirked, clearly liking his answer. “Your turn.”

He didn’t want to play this game. It could be dangerous. “Truth or dare.”

“Dare.”

“Show me your tits.”

This appeared to shock her. Which was the point, so she’d give up this silly game. Her mouth parted, and she licked her lips. She tugged the undershirt up and clutched it in her hands.

Fuck, her tits were perfect. Soft and sloping out into tempting little peaks.

He ran the backs of his fingers along the outside of her breast, watching her expression and the change in her breathing before she pulled the shirt back down.

His cock turned hard as oak. Such a tease.

“Truth or dare,” she said.

“Truth.”

“You can’t use the same one,” she said.

“My choice. You can’t make the rules.”

“Fine.” She bit her lip, thinking hard. “What was the happiest day of your life?”

He didn’t need to think on this one.

“Today. Being here with you.”

She ran her thumb along his lips, leaning closer, but he continued. “Truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Do you love Hawk?”

She froze, then hugged herself. “Don’t ask me that.”

“It’s your game, Sophia. Simple question.”

Her playfulness vanished, leaving her a feather on the wind.

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

He stood up and returned to the trailer, letting the screen door slam shut behind him. He couldn’t do this. It was bullshit. Why was he so fucking angry?

Cayden had perfected the art of staying impersonal, keeping up his walls, and numbing emotions. Social workers listed him as a sociopath, but they didn’t know the truth. They knew what he wanted them to believe.

Why did he care so much about Sophia? His heart felt like it was black and crumbling. He hated feeling like this.

She followed him into the trailer. “Cayden.”

He whirled on her, a finger in her face. “You don’t love me. Understand? Never say that shit again.”

“What’s so wrong with that?”

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