Page 137 of Tormented

“I think you did it for both of us, and that it was just a bonus for me.”

He shakes his head, slipping one hand up to hold my neck in the way I’ve grown so used to. “No, girl. No.” His thumb traces my bottom lip, coaxing me to open my mouth a little. “I wanted to do that tonight for you. When I got the info, I first thought I’d wait a while.” His brow pinches. “But I did it tonight because, like I said, I need you to understand what I do for the people who matter most to me: I kill. And I fuckin’ enjoy it.”

“I wouldn’t change that.”

“Me”—Sawyer taps the side of his head—“and him. He’s part of the package.”

“So you keep saying.” I give a little shrug.

“That really doesn’t worry you?”

“Is he going to try to kill me in my sleep?”

“Never.” His words ring true, but his eyes lie.

Note to self: keep his devil happy.

I reach out, placing my hands on his trim waist. “If I say yes, I want this, then you’ll have to be patient. The whole going steady thing is kind of new to me.”

“Did you just say ‘going steady’?” He laughs.

I smile nervously. “What?”

“That’s so old-fashioned.”

“Oh, fuck off.”

“It’s cute.”

I smile, but it quickly fades when I stare into his eyes and see the dark promises hidden behind. He’s serious when he warns me about how intense he can be. I’ll be his property, exclusively, and he won’t go soft on anyone who threatens that claim.

I run the finger of my right hand up his side, laying it flat when I reach his chest and push beneath his cut. “Going to tell me why you came into my room, then, pretty boy?”

“How about I show you?”

I bite my bottom lip hard, watching him as he strips his cut and T-shirt off. “You could join me in the shower?”

He chuckles, turning back toward me as he unbuckles his belt. “Babe, as much as I enjoyed myself, we’ve already done it that way. How about you show me what other tricks you got up those sleeves of yours?”