I snapped.
"Yeah it is."
He turned and walked away into the hall of mirrors, leaving me to yank my top back up to hide my nipple before some unsuspecting kid arrived and got an eyeful.
By the time I hurried after him, he was gone and I cursed as I moved back and forth through the maze of mirrors, coming up on dead ends over and over again while the creepy feeling of the place sank into my skin.
For a moment I could have sworn I heard someone calling my name, but when I turned there was no one there aside from the countless reflections of myself.
Fuck, I was so freaking turned on that I couldn't even find my way out of a stupid carnival attraction designed for kids.
I took several more turns, a chill creeping up my spine and when I finally spilled out into the sunshine, a muscular figure was waiting to grab me.
I shrieked in alarm as Fox pushed me up against the side of the attraction and kissed me like he owned me. And despite all of my arguments to the contrary, I gave in, my lips parting for his tongue, hands fisting in his shirt and thighs parting for his leg as he drove it between them.
My hips rocked against him as I groaned into his mouth and I chased some fucking friction to deal with this need in my flesh.
Fox's phone started ringing in his pocket and he dropped me like a sack of shit, backing away as I sagged against the fucking wall and glared at him.
“Yeah?” he answered, his heated gaze locked on me. “Okay. I’ll come now.”
“You’re such an asshole,” I panted. Fucking panted. Goddammit.
"Say it," he pushed but I shook my head. Because no. Nope. Not a chance. But Jesus, I was tempted to just nod along and let him carry on convincing me.
I had no idea what had gotten into him today. There was a darkness hanging about him, a ruthless kind of determination that was likely to set my panties alight before I figured out what the fuck had caused it.
He was right of course. We had been dancing around this for too long and I couldn't keep stringing him along the way I was. But that meant he needed to know the truth. All of it. And I needed to figure out what the fuck that meant and what I wanted to come from it.
My gaze flicked behind him at a sign of movement and my heart started pounding as I found JJ there, his arms folded as he watched us, though he definitely didn't look as pissed as the last time he'd caught Fox kissing me.
"I need to go meet my dad," Fox said, waving JJ over as he spotted him too. "He insisted. I just have to go meet him by the haunted house so I can hear what he has to say. JJ can take you on something else while I'm gone."
"Oh so I'm not just another lackey after all?" JJ asked, shooting Fox a scowl which earned him an eye roll.
"You know you're not, man. I just needed a bit of time alone with my girl. Isn't that right, Rogue?"
"I just thought you were being an asshole as standard," I said but Fox only gave me a wolfish grin.
"Well it seems like that turns you on. So I'll make a note to do it more often."
I flipped him off, but he strode away from us, not seeming to give a single shit about how aggravating he was.
"You wanna explain what that's all about?" JJ asked me as I fell into step with him and he led the way out into the mess of rides and attractions.
I glanced over my shoulder to check the other Harlequins weren't close enough to listen in then huffed out a breath. But before I could tell him what had been happening since Fox had arrived, a high-pitched voice caught my ear.
“Rogue?” Rosie called, making me wince as I spotted her pushing through the crowd. “Is Chasey with you?”
“Quick, let’s run for it,” I hissed, grabbing JJ’s arm and yanking him away.
“She’s looking right at us,” he laughed, running with me anyway while she yelled for us again.
“I don’t fucking care. I can’t deal with her bullshit. And every time I see her I have to think about Chase fucking her and it makes me wanna stab a bitch.”
JJ laughed louder as I broke into a sprint and yanked him around