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my silk shorts off of me next. Climbing onto the bed, he kisses me and grabs my thighs to move me back on the mattress. I wrap my arms around his neck and push my hands into his hair from behind.

When he pushes inside me, I gasp and arch into him. He’s doing it again—making love to me. However, this time I’m ready.

When he breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes, I’m with him. I allow him to heal us both, because clearly, he’s as broken as I am. I see it in his green eyes.

He cups my breast and lifts it to wrap his lips around the peak. His eyes still on mine. My legs are wrapped so tightly around him my inner thighs start to ache, yet I still squeeze tighter.

His answer is to release my nipple and place his forehead to mine as he reaches for my hands and laces our fingers together. Pit slides our arms over our heads and tightens his hold. We both release a gasp.

He furrows his brows. This feels so amazing, I’m afraid to speak and ruin the moment. I lift my head and kiss his nose.

Pit turns his cheek and nuzzles it against my lips, then moves to bury his face in my neck. He picks up the pace. It’s not too fast, but just what this connection needs.

When he lifts his head, he releases one of my hands. Reaching for my lips, he drags his thumb down them. The gesture causes me to part them for him.

He watches with an awed expression on his face. He moves to push his hand into my hair and releases the tie I have it held back with. When he has my coils free, he sticks his hand into them and fists my hair, lifting my face to his as he moves in to devour my lips.

Our breathing is the only sound in the room as we breathe each other in. I dig the nails of my free hand into his back. It’s in that moment that he thrusts into me and stills.

Pit

Skittles sits between my legs as I sit with my back against the headboard of her bed. I run my fingers back and forth over her collarbone. We’ve been sitting like this for a while.

I shouldn’t have let my father get to me. For a moment, I let his old taunting get to me. It was only a second, but I allowed his words to get through.

What if Skittles doesn’t choose me? It would be like my mom all over again. For that split second my heart broke in two.

“Can I ask you something?” she says breaking into my thoughts as she runs her fingers over the arm I’m caressing her with.

I kiss the top of her head. “What is it?”

“Why didn’t you ever ask me out? And I don’t mean offering me a night in your bed. I’m talking about asking me on a date. I’ve seen you do it with girls before. Clearly, you’re attracted to me. I mean, we flirted a lot. So, I’m thinking you’re attracted to me,” she’s rambling.

It brings a smile to my lips. I reach for her breast with my other hand and knead it. “You know I’m attracted to you. You want the truth?”

“Yes,” she says turning her face up to me. “Please.”

I lean to peck her lips. “I thought you and Kelex were fucking,” I say and lift a shoulder.

She stares at me a few beats, then bursts into laughter. I’m getting tired of everyone laughing at me over this. I start to tickle her.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” she giggles.

“What?”

She shakes her head. I pinch her chin and turn her face to mine for a kiss. When I break it, I inhale and blow out a long breath.

Moment of truth.

“This shit between us was inevitable. We’ve just been avoiding it. If it wasn’t for thinking you two had a thing, I probably would have handled my business sooner,” I say.

“Nah,” she says with a wicked smile. “Broke ass Pit wasn’t my style. You needed to get your coin up.”

I roar with laughter. “Fuck you, Skittles.”

“After I suck your dick, maybe.”

I shake my head and fold my arms around her. As good as that sounds, I just want to hold her. This feels like what we both need.

Chapter 22

Maniac

Skittles

It’s been almost two months now. Seven and a half weeks of this torture. As hard as it may be on me, I can only imagine how Shawna must feel.

I received a video call from her today. She says she’s fine. Listening to her slur through those wires was so hard, but at least she could try this time.

By the time I got off the call with her, I wasn’t any good to anyone. I decided to take the day off. Not even working on cars could fix this ache.

Pit called Ox and asked him to do inventory and make sure the deliveries arrived. All morning long Pit has been doing anything and everything he can to keep my mind off of things and make me laugh. Hence, why I’m now in tears as “Maniac” from Flashdance plays from his phone.

He’s in nothing but his boxer brief shorts and his big ass is dancing around like he’s auditioning for Magic Mike. The comical version. This is an entirely different side of him.

I sit in the middle of my bed laughing so hard my stomach hurts. He rocks his hips like he’s humping the air, but the move that takes me out is when he starts running in place and swings his arms back and forth. I start to snort from laughing so much.

“I got moves, baby. Don’t laugh,” he says as he switches to an old Jane Fonda move, bringing his elbow down as he lifts his opposite knee.

“You’re crazy,” I say through my laughter.

He puts his forearms up in front of his face and starts to rock his hips