Entangled (The Accidental Billionaires #2) - J. S. Scott Page 0,60
shit! I had never expected all hell to break loose over it.
To make her stop crying, I said, “I’m an asshole, too, sometimes. Remember?”
She made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob as she pulled back and met my eyes.
And then she smiled, and looked at me like I could fly.
I thanked whatever instinct had led me to that bracelet and given Skye back to me. Hell, I’d even be sweet if that’s really what she wanted. Or I’d at least try.
I gently swiped the tears from her cheeks. “Okay?” I asked.
She nodded vigorously. “Definitely okay.”
I got my buck-naked ass off the bed, moved all the trays and plates to the dresser, and then pulled her underneath the covers with me.
All I really wanted was to hold her, and make her realize that there was never going to be a day when I wasn’t going to be around for her from now on.
Now that the dam had broken on her emotions, I needed her to know they were safe with me.
Skye and Maya were my whole damn world, and somehow I wanted her to feel that.
“You’re always going to be safe with me, Skye,” I said in a husky voice I nearly didn’t recognize as I pulled her soft body against mine.
I was determined to make up for every single day she suffered at the hands of a madman because my brother had screwed things up for both of us.
“I know that,” she said in a sleepy voice. “I won’t promise you that I’ll never have an episode or flashbacks. But it’s never because of you.”
“I’m not exactly a snowflake, baby,” I answered. “I can take whatever happens. I just want you to feel like you’re safe.”
“I do. Best feeling in the world,” she murmured. “I guess when you go years feeling scared, you appreciate not having to look over your shoulder in case somebody wants to kill you.”
“Were you still doing that? Even after it was all over and everyone was in prison?” I questioned.
She buried her face in my chest. “Sometimes I do. But not so much anymore. Old habits are hard to break. It’s like my inability to let myself cry or let anybody know what I’m feeling. Any weakness was always used against me, Aiden. It’s hard to shuck that defense mechanism, even when I don’t need it anymore.”
I understood that in a twisted kind of way. I’d spent my entire life watching every single cent I earned. And I still caught myself wondering if I could afford something before I remembered that I had money. Some things got ingrained into the brain, and it wasn’t easy to change those habits.
Except spending money wouldn’t kill me. So Skye’s habits had to be a lot harder to change.
“What’s on the schedule for tomorrow?” she queried.
I knew she was trying to change the subject, and I wasn’t about to push her any more tonight. “Whatever you want. This is your trip.”
“But I want you to have fun, too,” she insisted.
I’d been inside her body.
And I’d fucked her until she was screaming my name.
Anything else that happened besides being able to touch her was pretty damn unimportant.
“We can go ride the rides around town if you want,” I said. “Or go downtown to check it out. There’s also the option of taking a trip to the Hoover Dam, or seeing one of the shows. You tell me what you want to do, because I’m already happy,” I said.
“I’d really love to ride the observation wheel,” she said longingly.
“Done,” I agreed. “But that won’t take all day.”
She rubbed her sweet body against me, and she let out something like a purr as she said, “I’m not so sure we’ll get out of here that early.”
Holy hell. I wouldn’t argue if she wanted to stay in the entire day and night, but I had noticed in the shower that she was sore. So I had to make my dick behave.
“I can tell you’re hurting,” I said sternly.
“But it hurts so good,” she said seductively.
I put my thigh gently between her legs, and then wrapped my arms around her waist. “Go to sleep or you’ll get more than you bargained for,” I cautioned her.
I didn’t need much rest between one time and the next. Not with her. My dick was ready to go within minutes when I was with her.
But I didn’t want my pleasure in exchange for her pain.