Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,140
at him.
“I trust you” I smile.
It’s not a lie, I know in my very soul that he will keep his promise and that he would do anything to protect me.
His eyes lighten from cold, icy chips holding dark promise to warm pools as he crashes his lips against mine. I kiss him with all the emotion and feelings I have for him. Hoping it shows how much he means to me and how true my words, were.
When we separate he pulls me in for a quick hug before I’m grabbed by a very nearly panicking Jensen. I bite his neck as he pulls me in and he growls kissing me harshly before I’m pulled away and into Trick’s arms.
They all kiss me as if they’re about to lose me and by the time I’ve kissed everyone, not only am I breathless and turned on, my lips swollen but I can honestly say that I have never felt so loved.
My earlier panic has pretty much completely disappeared and although I’m slightly worried about how Atlas is going to handle the situation it’s only because I don’t want him in danger.
Maybe that makes me a bad person but when it comes to Jeremy or people like him I don’t have a whole lot of mercy.
“You ok?” Atty asks sounding worried.
“Like I said, I trust you. I have no reason to be worried he’ll get to me again" I say and fire lights in his eyes at my obvious conviction, I spot Jensen smirk out of the corner of my eye as one of them chuckles, “just promise that you won’t be in danger” I add, for my own peace of mind.
He chuckles quietly as a dark grin crosses his face and is reflected on the guys faces.
“Oh Princess, I’m not going to be the one in danger. I can handle shit like this in my sleep” his eyes flash, with memories and darkness.
I nod feeling protected and of course turned on, we’ve already established that violent but respectful men turn me into a puddle of need. I lean forward and place my hands on his face this time, my fingers trailing over his scar as he lets out a sigh of contentment.
“I will never get used to how easily she can touch him” Jensen mutters behind me and I smile proudly.
“Don’t let it go to your head” Atlas jokes his mouth kicking up into a smirk.
“Too late” I reply grinning before my expression turns serious. “Promise me you will always come back to me, Atty” I ask.
“I promise I will fight my damned hardest to always make it back to you, Everleigh” he vows.
I lean forward and kiss him gently. It doesn’t escape my notice that he didn’t promise what I asked. If that’s as good as he feels he can promise though, I’ll take it. So long as he’s always fighting, I’ll fucking take it.
“Soups done” Rafe calls from the kitchen, “that’s if anyone’s still hungry after that?”
“Me. I am fucking starving” I reply hopping up and rushing into the kitchen.
“I forgot how hungry you get after a panic attack” Riot chuckles from behind me.
“Oh yeah it takes a hell of a lot out of me” I reply. “Sorry I didn’t get to help you make it” I say to Rafe as I take a seat.
“Don’t worry about it. You know by now that I love cooking. It was nearly done before all that anyway” he smiles as everyone starts to dig in.
“Dude, I am really going to miss you’re cooking” Trick says, then adds his eyes going wide, “don’t tell mom.”
We all laugh, the tension easing even more. Lunch is deliberately light-hearted although I catch several intense looks shared between Trick and Atlas. I’d put money on them having it out at some point. After lunch we all help tidy up and leave the kitchen spotless.
“What about the leftover food, should we take it back with us?” I ask.
“I’ll drop it down to the local foodbank before I go back, they always need more at this time of year” Atlas says making my heart clench.
“Good idea, Atty. Those food banks saved my ass a few times” I add.
“Mine too” he replies and we share a look filled with past pain and understanding.
“We can pack it into these boxes so it’s easier for you to carry” Rafe says.
The mood is slowly changing again as we start to properly prepare to go and leave Atlas behind. None of us want to. It