Page 79 of A Hurt So Good

“My first boyfriend was sweet as can be. He knew what happened. I mean, everyone in town did. He was very reassuring. He didn’t make me feel bad about them or anything, so that was a plus.”

“Sounds like you had at least a few good people around back then.”

“I didn’t really. Just him, and then when I was older, I met Jason,” she tells me as we keep moving to the music.

“And he was a prick,” I tell her. She laughs, and it’s the best thing I’ve heard out of her.

“Yeah. Guess I don’t have to worry about him anymore, right?” I smirk at her.

“Nope. I think after losing his finger, he learned his lesson. If he didn’t, and he dares come back around, it won’t be a finger that I cut off.”

“Does it not bother you?”

“What’s that?”

“Killing someone.”

“I don’t want to talk about that with you, little bird. I do what I do for a reason.”

“And I can’t ask questions?” she asks. I shake my head before bringing my lips to hers. I kiss her roughly, devouring her mouth with mine. When she moans, I think about taking her on the Ferris wheel and making her ride my cock for all to see. Her nails skim the back of my neck, and I growl into her mouth.

“You’re going to get us in trouble out here, little bird. Is that what you want?”

“You know what I want.”

“Then let’s go home.”

“Not yet,” she says softly as if she’s enjoying the moment. I let her have her time. I let her keep us moving but when we get home? That’s a different story.

The music changes to something faster, but Arya doesn’t pull away from me. She holds on tightly like I may disappear.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I whisper to her. A shiver runs down her spine, and I can see her visibly shake.

“Thank you.”

“Okay. Let’s go. We fucking missed our dinner plans,” Denz says when he walks up next to us.

“We had an actual plan?” Arya asks, gazing up at him.

“We did, but we don’t, now. So your options are, we hit the drive-thru, or we grab something here,” he tells her.

“I honestly don’t care what you guys want to do,” she adds.

“You’re the lady,” Har tells her.

“And you outnumber me.”

“Fine. We’ll grab something here so we can get you home and get you naked,” he tells her.

“Is that a promise?”

“Oh, that’s a promise,” Denz adds.

“Wait. All three of you?” she asks. It’s not like we haven’t done it before. Yeah, of course, we usually fuck her separately, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun altogether at times.

“Goddamn right, all three of us,” I tell her. Her lips part, and I can see the flush covering her cheeks. She’s ready for it.

“Yeah, I’m going to need food.” We all laugh at her and walk toward the food trucks.

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