Semua Bab Dump the Cheater, Go for the Hotter: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The one that makes me think of youThat’s all you gotta do.We sway to the music and she smiles up at me. “Look at you, dancing all date-like.”I shake my head with a grin and twirl her away from me violently and she laughs out loud.“Stop talking, you’re distracting my moves,” I reply as I twirl her again.We come close again and she looks lovingly up at me.“What is this weird, hippy song?” I ask.“I don’t know, but it’s my new favorite.” She smiles innocently.I stare down at her and so many emotions run through me, but the overwhelming one is regret.Regret for what I did to her.Regret for how we met.Regret that this feeling she gives me can’t go on forever.She starts to sing up at me and I know it’s the champagne singing, but it just may be the most perfect thing I have ever heard.If only.Cut it out. I have to get out of this sappy mood. This isn’t me. This isn’t who I am. I don’t do sappy.I twirl her violently again and she laughs out loud.I will remember this, dancing to

He moves and groans. “I’m fucked.” His voice is scratchy from our copious amounts of alcohol last night.“Um, I think it’s me who is fucked,” I mutter dryly.I feel him smile broadly as he kisses my head again.We lie still for a moment as reality starts to sink in, knowing he has to get up and leave.We both know he does, but that doesn’t make it any easier.His lips drop to my neck and he kisses me as his hand finds his favorite spot between my legs. “I need you one last time, Rosh,” he whispers as he runs his jaw whiskers back and forth gently along my skin.I nod, unable to speak because the lump in my throat has blocked out all sense. “I know,” is all I can eventually muster.He slides his finger in and hisses in approval. “Oh, baby, you feel too good. How am I going to live without this?” he whispers.I close my eyes to block him out. I don’t want his last memory of me to be crying like a baby.“Open for me.”I drop my legs back to the mattress and he rises above me, onto his el

He moves close and I know I may be forgiven. “How much more?” he whispers against my lips.I smile up at him. “Stop asking stupid questions and thank me.”He roughly grabs my behind and kisses me, and I laugh into his lips.“Stop doing stupid things.” He growls.“I can’t, it comes naturally,” I reply.He throws me onto the bed and I bounce with a laugh.“So, you are here by choice now?” he asks darkly as he slowly undoes his belt from his pants.Desire runs through my blood and I nod. “Aha.”“Here for me.” He pauses and raises his brow. “By choice?”“Yes,” I breathe as I watch his pants slowly slide down his legs.“So, I can legally do whatever I want to do to you now.” He purrs sexily.Shivers run down my spine. “Yes,” I whisper in anticipation. “What do you want?”His dark eyes hold mine. “Fucking everything.”The pager wakes us from our sleep. I glance at the clock to see it’s 4am in the morning. Stace rolls over and looks at the clock. I know he’s thinking the same thing as me.He

“No,” he says flatly. “He died because of me, my brother died while trying to get me off this ship. He stupidly thought he could bring him down. But I know the only way he can be brought down is by his death. I’ve made my decision. He’s going to pay. An eye for an eye.”My eyes tear up. “What about me?” I whisper.His eyes hold mine and he brings up his hand and gently cups my face. “I’m grateful that I met my person before I die,” he whispers.My tears break the dam and roll down my face. “Stace, no.” I shake my head. “Please, for me… don’t do this.”He wraps me in an embrace.“Don’t make me lose you, too,” I sob into his shoulder.He holds me for an extended time and eventually he replies, “Baby, I’m not yours to keep. He owns me. I have nothing to lose.”I sit in the dawn light alone at the desk in the cabin. Stace started work at 5am this morning in preparation for Vikinos’ arrival at 10am.I’m soul searching, praying to my mother to save him. He has forbidden me to leave the cabi

“What were you going to do? What was your brilliant plan, huh?” she yells over the loud sound of the blades above us.I shake my head. “When I got him alone, I was going to break his neck or smother him or something less fucking dramatic than your Lethal Weapon strategy. He trusted me, and I could have killed him when I got him alone, but you have fucked up every chance of that happening, haven’t you?” I tap the side of my head angrily. “So stupid.”She rolls her eyes. “Oh yes, that sounds really safe. Like his guards would have let that happen. You would already be dead if it were up to your plan.”“At least I would have targeted the right person.” I sneer.She fakes a sarcastic smile.We sit in silence for twenty minutes and I continually glance behind us at the ocean.Nobody is following us, but I know it’s a false sense of security. The storm is brewing.“What are we going to do?” She sighs.I shrug and we fly for a while longer as I troll my brain for a logical plan. If I bring u