The F King: A Bad Boy Romance(41)

That was a fucking terrifying thought, because it meant that at some stage I was going to have to either rip my heart out and let her go or show her the real world underneath the gloss of Highston. My world.

Then what? What if she wanted to stay with me despite everything? Could I bring this perfect princess through that world? Could I even go through it myself without her, knowing now that she was out there? Could I… turn my back on everything I’d been building?

I shook my head in surprise at what my internal monologue had just blurted out. I’d worked so hard, put up with so much shit from the Acardis that the idea almost felt like it came from somebody else’s voice inside my own mind.

Lucky for me, Sarina’s eyes were still closed. Those eyes of hers, they were the cherries on her seductive sundae, and the kind of sight that could make a man make some stupid decisions.

As if on cue, her eyes fluttered open and looked at me dreamily, before clearing and locking with mine.

“I love you,” I said.

Oh fuck.

Stupid fucking decisions like telling the truth. Sarina’s eyes widened and she looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights.

I was hit by the sudden certainty that I’d just ruined everything, but my stuttering backpedaling was drowned out and cut off by Sarina bursting into tears. She buried her face against my chest.

“I love you too,” she said through the sobs.

“What’s wrong?”

“I… I don’t know!” She looked up and smiled despite her tears. “I guess this is what I do!”

We laughed and she blushed and hid her face against me again. She was so pure and innocent, yet I’d seen that badass side of her too, she never ceased to surprise me.

Using a combination of my chest and the heel of her hand, she gradually wiped her eyes clear and got herself under control. She was so quiet that I almost thought she might have fallen asleep again when she spoke quietly.

“Nobody ever said that to me before. None of my foster parents. I thought I wasn’t worth it.”

“You are.”

No wonder she cried. How could a woman like her have slipped through the cracks like that? I’d only heard the words from one more person than Sarina had, but what a difference that person made. I’d heard them early, and often.

I loved Sarina. It was a wonderful truth. But there were a few truly terrible truths she’d have to find out about if that love had any hope of surviving. Maybe today I could let her in on one of those truths and balance things up a bit.

It was time. The more I thought about it, the more I desperately wanted to bring Sarina today. The thought of going alone made me tired. The thought of feeling tired made me feel guilty, but the idea of bringing Sarina made me feel like I’d be walking on two legs instead of one.

“Hey, could you come somewhere with me today? It’s kind of important.”

“Where?”

“The “where” is easy… the “why” is a bit more complicated. Um… could you bear with me and just let me show you?”

“Uh… well… yeah, I guess so. When do you wanna go?”

“Right now.”

Sarina raised an eyebrow, but then shrugged her shoulder. “OK, sure.”

She sat up with a quiet groan, before reaching her arms towards the ceiling in a big stretch. I rubbed her back until she stood up, allowing me to get to my feet as well.

Sarina was blissfully ignorant of how enjoyable it was watching her bounce her way into her tight jeans. It made me want to take them right off her again. But instead, I dressed myself from the bag of clothes I’d given to Sarina when we had planned for me to stay in her room after the Halloween party.

Shortly afterward, I led the way out of Sarina’s door and waited while she locked it behind us. A group of people were hanging out down the hallway, and a cheer went up as they noticed us.

I smiled and waved as we walked towards them. Sarina jogged a couple steps to catch up with me.

“What are they cheering about?” she asked.

“I told you the walls were thin here.”

Sarina’s brow furrowed, then her eyes went side and she looked down at the ground, shielding her face with her hand as the blood rushed to her cheeks. She must have had some idea of the kind of noise she made while she was getting fucked good and hard, but possibly not the full picture.

If I had needed any feedback about just how much she loved it when I was powering my cock into her, the way she came like an air raid siren would have done it. It was music to my ears, and I wondered if Badass would have a new nickname by the time she returned to her dorm this afternoon.





Sarina





If a wider range of emotions had ever been packed into ten minutes in my entire life, I had blanked it out. The instant I opened my eyes, Ryan told me he loved me and the waterworks started.