Because of Lila(55)

I moved so I could see him. His arms still around me. "You've slept with hundreds of women, and you're worried about my blowjob abilities?"

He scowled. "Yes. I am."

I laughed then. Simply because I had only done this once before and I wasn't a big fan of it then.

"Glad you think I'm funny," he didn't sound pleased.

"What if I said I'm worried about the fact you can undress a girl and be inside her in less than thirty seconds?"

He was still scowling. "I'd say you knew I was a whore. I know you're a good girl. There's the difference."

I buried my head in his neck and traced a heart on his chest. "It was because it was you," I finally admitted.

"What?" he asked.

"It was you. I wanted to. I'd dreamed about it. Fantasized. You know."

He pulled back and tilted my head back until I had to look at him. "Are you telling me you've been fantasizing about sucking my dick?"

I nodded.

"Damn, baby. All you had to do was say ‘Cruz, can I suck your dick?' and I'd have made that dream come true a lot faster."





Cruz Kerrington

I HAD SHIT to fix. It was vital that I handled it before it was too late. Some secrets were best kept that way. Mine was one of them. I wasn't going to lose Lila Kate now that I had enough guts to admit I wanted her. That I loved her. I'd jumped in and done this. I wasn't letting go. Nor was I going to let her.

She'd become as important to me as breathing. Scary as hell. But the truth. 

Leaving her to work at her studio while I went to the club for a meeting with Dad would have been the safe thing. The smart thing. But the idea of leaving her hadn't been appealing so I asked her to come with me, and we'd have lunch.

She didn't want this world. She had run from it. She had moved across town. Yet I was reminding her that I was this world. I would one day own the club and all that came with it. Sure, she knew where my future was but I still didn't want to remind her. Not this damn soon.

When we pulled up to valet and got out of the car to go inside, she seemed happy enough. I slid my arm around her waist and she didn't freeze or act nervous. She was fine with this public display of affection. I was just beginning to enjoy myself when Shelby, a waitress whose last name I did not remember, came walking out of the dining room. I muttered a curse under my breath when her eyes locked on me and she smiled. Completely nonplussed by the fact my arm was around Lila Kate's waist.

"Cruz," she said giving me a smile that was too familiar. Too damn sexual.

"Hello," I replied with a nod hoping to keep walking on past her. She was an employee; therefore, it was a given I should know who she was. It wasn't a given, however, that I should know that she got a Brazilian wax once a month.

"I'm just getting off the breakfast shift." She winked at me as if this meant something.

"Then enjoy the rest of your day." Hopefully, she took the hint. Her eyes shifted from me to Lila Kate, and they widened as if just now realizing I was with someone.

"Are y'all . . ." she didn't finish that question as she wagged her finger back and forth at both of us.

"Yes, we are," I replied. "Enjoy your Saturday." I then moved on hoping Shelby was done with her questioning.

"You don't have to get so tense when that happens. Cruz. I've known you my entire life. It's going to happen a lot."

I gazed down at Lila Kate. "I wish I could make it stop. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

She smirked. "Dating you means dealing with all your past relationships."

"Shelby wasn't a relationship. She was a fuck."

Lila Kate sighed. "I was trying to be more delicate."

That made me laugh. "Shelby never considered me a relationship either. I promise."

With a small lift of her shoulder she said, "I don't imagine any girl did."

Never had I wished I could go back and change shit. Until now. Lila Kate's opinion of me wasn't great. And what sucked most was it wasn't even accurate. I was much worse than she thought.

"I'll get a table and order a drink while you meet with your dad," she told me as we neared the restaurant entrance.

"Okay. I won't be long. I'll let him know you're waiting on me. That should make his fucking year."

"Are you ready to tell your parents about this? Don't you think we should wait until you're sure?" The doubt in her voice and her words stung. Even now after the dramatic scene I'd made this morning, she was still being cautious. I deserved it.

I pulled her hand up to my chest and pressed a kiss to her fingers. "I'm not sure where I wasn't clear this morning. But I am positive. There is no question in my mind. Is there in yours?" Because if she still didn't know if she wanted to do this I might have to resort to drastic measures. Like kidnaping her and taking her off to a cabin in the mountains and making sure she was as addicted to me as I was her.