The Punk and the Plaything (When Rivals Play #3) - B.B. Reid Page 0,69
Jameson was so goddamn gorgeous that sometimes it was hard to believe he wasn’t just a figment of my imagination. “She bleeds,” he muttered. “I’m relieved.”
I blinked. “Why are you relieved, exactly?”
As he slouched in his seat, it was all I could do not to stare at his crotch and the considerable bulge there. “I was beginning to think you weren’t human, after all.”
“If I weren’t human, then what would I be?”
Turning his head, he pinned me with his gaze. “A sorceress who keeps saps like me under her spell.”
Before I could respond, our driver broke the silence. “We’re here,” Oliver announced over the intercom.
I took a deep breath, knowing the night was just starting and would only become a lot more challenging.
“Nervous?” Jamie inquired.
“Petrified.”
He leaned over until his finger hovered over the intercom. “Shall I tell the driver to keep going?”
I tried to hide my surprise and failed miserably. “You’d do that?”
His crooked smile made the butterflies in my stomach take flight. “On one condition.”
“Let me guess… that I sleep with you?”
He looked away to stare out the window at the couples already heading inside the building. When he turned back, the look in his eyes crumbled what was left of my heart. “You tell me what Ever could give you that I already hadn’t—ten times over.”
BEE LOOKED LIKE A FISH out of water as I waited for the answer to the question that plagued me every single second of the last five years.
Why hadn’t I been enough?
“Jamie… it’s not—”
“What I think? Then what is it? I’m really fucking curious.”
Eventually, she could no longer hold my gaze and stared down at her lap. “I was confused.”
My lip curled. “Because your feelings for him were so strong,” I mocked. I watched a tear slipped from her eye and wished more than anything that it didn’t fuck me up as bad as it did. I’ve broken more hearts than I could count and felt nothing. Had it been the same for Bee when she broke mine?
“You know that’s not true.”
“I don’t know what to believe anymore.” Lifting my hand away from the intercom, I opened the door before holding my hand out for her. The moment her small hand slid into mine, the current I tried to ignore grew stronger. Pulling her close, I wrapped my arm around her waist and buried my face in her neck. “Actually, that’s not true,” I said as I inhaled her sweet perfume. “I know I want you, and I know you still want me. We’re going to do something about that, Bee. Real fucking soon.”
Lifting my head, I waited for her to tell me no, to push me away, but she didn’t.
Oliver was standing nearby, so I turned my attention to him. “Give us a couple of hours,” I instructed. I doubted we were staying until the end. Bee could count herself fortunate that I refrained from popping her fucking cherry in the back of the limo.
Bee and Ever might have been over, but she and I still had an old score to settle. I couldn’t have her heart, so I’d take her body instead.
It’ll never be enough.
I shook the warning off. Sex had to be enough because I had nothing else to give her. Barbette had made sure of that when she chose my cousin over me.
I took her hand and started for the building when I remembered just how badly I was fucking this night up. It hadn’t been my intention to make it special, but I was driven by instinct, which meant that sometimes I just couldn’t fucking help myself.
Incidentally, it was part of the reason I despised her.
Because no matter what, I just couldn’t stop giving in.
“I forgot something.” Ignoring her puzzled expression, I left her standing by the giant storybook that read “Once Upon a Time.” That was our prom theme.
A fucking fairy tale.
Jogging back to the limo, I approached Oliver. “Did you get what I asked for?”
As he fetched what I needed, I watched Bee looking around nervously. She wasn’t lying when she said she was afraid. I didn’t think she was as afraid of what people thought of her as she was facing Four and Ever. The urge to kick Ever’s ass for not setting her free sooner was beginning to overpower me. Knowing Four and Bee as I did, it didn’t make sense why they agreed to share him in the first place. Something was up, and before I dared stick my dick in Bee, I