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I know what he is saying is true, he will do everything in his power to make sure that Walker can’t get to me. A small part of me is worried it won’t be enough. Walker doesn’t have money but he is very fucking resourceful.
We head to the front of the diner and Kohen pulls two one-hundred dollar bills from his wallet and places them in the tip jar. We mount the bike in silence.
I go to put on my helmet and then pause, the cool wind causing goosebumps to erupt all over.
“Kohen?”
He turns over his shoulder to look at me. “Yes, angel?”
“He touched me.”
He twists his body and stares at me intensely. “He is a fucking dead man.”
“Kohen…‘ I plead but he interrupts me.
“Dead, angel.”
Chapter 23
Kohen
I’mraginginside.Iwant to fucking kill this guy. Who the fuck does he think he is, putting his hands on my girl? He wants her to let me know he is coming for what’s his, that she will always belong to him. False. She belongs to no one, she is mine but only because she lets me have her. It’s her choice.
In the back of my mind, I feel a little bit of fear. What if she chooses him? What if he is the true love of her life and I am just a placeholder for what she thought she couldn’t have with him?
He needs to go and I will do anything to make sure that happens, by any means necessary.
Alex waits for me in the living room. We’re about to hash out all of our shit. Is she even in the mental headspace after all this? I don’t even know ifI’min the right headspace for it.Fuck.
I stare at the man in the mirror. Water drips from my chin from where I washed my face with cool water. I need to get my shit together. I love this fucking girl too damn much.
They say if you love something let it go, and if it’s truly meant for you it will come back. But what if it only comes back to crush you even worse? As if the first time she cracked me to my fucking core wasn’t enough.
I thought X was the last of what I had to worry about until Levi, and then I thought okay, Levi is just a platonic friend the way Cora and I are. I have my reservations about the truth there, but alas she’s here with me. But this, Walker, it’s different. This is her past, and it’s coming for her. For what’s mine.
Well I won’t fucking let him, and I will never fucking let her go again. She chose me and she can’t take it back now. I said it once and I will remind everyone on this fucking earth as many times as it takes. The old Kohen is gone and he’s morphed into the man caged inside me. There is no turning back. She changed me into a man possessed by a beast only she could wake and he is here to stay.
I grab a towel off the shelves and wipe my face, composing myself so that we can have this much-needed conversation.
I walk into the hallway like a man on a mission. She sits on the huge sectional waiting for me, her knees to her chest, and her chin rests on the armrest as she looks out the windows.
I make my way over to her and sit beside her. She turns to look at me and her face is streaked with tears. She sniffles and my eyes meet hers. They are rimmed red and puffy. Has she been crying the whole time I was in the restroom? I pull her legs onto mine and push her hair behind her ear, tracing her jawline from her ear to her pretty lips. I lean in to kiss them, tasting salt. I pull her into me, hugging her close.
“Are you okay, angel?”
What a dumb question.Of course, she not fucking okay, you idiot. She’s fucking crying.
Her sobs fill the air and her body bounces lightly against my chest as I hold her. She doesn’t respond. “I’m sorry. You aren’t okay.” I kiss her head and rub her back, trying to comfort her until she’s calm.
Minutes pass and they feel like hours, and then she pulls back and looks up at me. Before I can speak, she kisses me intensely. Her hands reach for my hair. I’ve left it a little longer since we’ve been back together. She tugs and I wrap my hands in her hair, pulling her closer so there’s not a sliver of space between us. My girl needs me.
She breaks from our kiss, her voice just a whisper as she says my name. “Kohen.” It’s breathy and so fucking sexy.
“I’m here, angel. I’m right fucking here. Use me, I’ll be whatever you need me to be.”
Her hands lift and she removes my shirt, kissing me and biting my lip. I pull back and remove hers. The passion between us is building like a volcano ready to erupt. I grab the back of her head and pull back, exposing her neck. I suck and kiss her neck, marking her as mine. She needs it rough. I bite her and she moans.
“You like that, baby?”