Never a Saint - Lila Rose Page 0,27

soon.

“I don’t agree” was all I said. “What about you? Did you always want to be a male escort?” I wouldn’t call it a hooker because he wasn’t one, not since he didn’t sleep with his clients. And if I had anything to do with it, which thank fuck I did, he wouldn’t be sleeping with a client ever.

Kylo laughed before frowning. I had a feeling he wanted to stay on the conversation of how things shouldn’t happen, but too bad. I wouldn’t have it as he’d just keep thinking this was all wrong. I would prove to him eventually that women didn’t matter to me when all I could think about was him. I had the lust part down. Now I wanted to get to know the man better.

He shook his head. “Hell no, but when opportunities arise to set up your future, I’m goin’ to take it. You’ve heard my sob story and why.”

“I’m sure Boom and Wendy would help out if needed.”

“That’s the thing. I don’t want to rely on them. They’ve done so much for me already by takin’ me in. I want to get out on my own two feet. I’m fuckin’ twenty-three for fuck’s sake. It’s time I moved out of home, and to do that, I need money behind me.”

I nodded. “I can understand that. But you’ve been workin’ within the compound for ages….”

“You askin’ me where the money has gone?” He smirked. “I didn’t blow it, well, unless you can call my ride a waste of money.”

“Fuck no.”

He tipped his drink my way. “There you go.”

“You’ll be a full member soon. You lookin’ forward to it?”

His grin was big. “Yeah, I won’t have to take as much shit. But I do like workin’ the bar and shootin’ the shit.” The door opened, and a group of women stepped through. Kylo whistled. “Check them out.”

I’d forgotten he was bi, not gay. So then why couldn’t he understand I could be bisexual as well? Maybe because it was still new for me and even Kylo. Honestly, I hadn’t opened my eyes until him, but I knew for certain at least that I was bi for Ky.

“They’re comin’ this way,” he said, smiling.

Fuck no.

“Hey, guys—”

“Go,” I clipped. Kylo’s gaze spun to me and he jerked back slightly when he saw I was pissed. He didn’t get to smile at them like that, like he wanted their attention and company. Not when I was sitting right fucking there next to him on our first damn date.

Giggles started around us. One said, “Sorry? We just thought you two would like some—”

I moved my hard gaze from Kylo to the women. There were five. They were good-looking, but none of them interested me.

“We ain’t after anythin’ from any of you.”

One huffed. “You don’t need to be a dick about it.” They turned and walked away. I shot back the rest of my beer and moved out of the booth.

“Let’s go.”

He didn’t move.

I faced him, rested my hand on the table, and leaned in. “Get the fuck up, Kylo. Now.” Annoyance and some anger left my chest heavy. We’d been having a good time. We’d been getting to know one another, and then he went and wanted attention from pussy.

Shaking my head, I started for the door. If he followed, I knew he was sorry. If he didn’t, then I knew he didn’t want something with me.

I went out the door and strode down the path with my hands fisted and jaw clenched. I’d been sure he was into me. He looked at my body a lot like I was something he wanted to lick and keep. Had I made up that he was interested? Was my head that fucking cocky I thought I saw something that wasn’t actually there? Hell, maybe he still wanted my brother and I was the replacement.

All that ran through my head but suddenly stopped when I heard heavy footfalls coming my way.

I wasn’t stupid. I wasn’t making this up. He wanted this, but it was his nerves. He didn’t understand me and what I wanted… that messed him up.

He’d come after me, so maybe he was sorry. When he fell into step with me, I knew it even more by the way he went to speak a few times but didn’t. Instead, he knocked his shoulder into mine as we reached the car. I glanced at him, and he offered me a small smile and a shrug.

Yeah, he was sorry.

I gave him a