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He took a puff of his vape, and then startled when Mollie jumped on the hood of the SUV.

“Holy crap.”

“That’s Mollie. She’s very friendly.” I left him to get acquainted with her and took the box inside.

* * * *

It kind of warmed my heart and worried me at the same time when I saw Rey hug his father tightly before Ryker got into the SUV to leave.

It worried me, because I knew what Rey being publicly “alive” again might bring him and by extension, us. In a way it would’ve been better if Ryker would’ve been a homophobic asshole instead of this.

When we went to bed later, Rey clung to me and started to tremble. It was his version of an adrenaline crash, I was pretty sure, so I just kept him warm under the covers until it passed. He didn’t even cry, just stared at the window as waves of shivers went through his body.

Eventually his body stilled, and he started to draw circles on my chest, so I knew he was back with me.

“What was in the folder?”

“Shitload of things.” I could see his nose scrunching up. “Or not really. The papers he said it contained, mostly. Nothing super surprising.” He moved until his head was on the pillow next to mine so he could make eye contact. “Apparently I own a cabin and have a pretty well-stocked bank account my mom left me.”

“Huh. Am I dating a rich boy now?” I teased him.

Rey laughed, then spontaneously leaned in to kiss me. We hadn’t done that yet since I came back, and he realized it as soon as he pulled back from the kiss.

His eyes widened, and then he licked his lips. “Uh…”

“Hi.” I grinned.

Now that I let myself look, I realized how stunning he truly was, inside and out. Large eyes and his fey or elven features made him just…ethereal, somehow. And at the same time, he was clearly a young man, one who looked at me as if I was something special.

Suddenly, he launched himself at me. His lips were on mine before I had time to realize what was going on but I kissed him back, really kissed him this time. He tasted like home.

Chapter 27

Rey

I was so overwhelmed in the best possible way. It was as if I couldn’t get close enough to Jack by just kissing him.

When that fact got through my brain, I pulled back to stare at him. I was ready for more, because it felt like the only thing I wanted right then. Okay, so maybe it wasn’talwaysthe case, especially when you were young and followed your dick around, but that wasn’t what we had here, right?

“Thanks for not splitting my lip,” Jack said dryly. His lips looked swollen from the way I’d mauled him.

“Uh, yeah, sorry about that.” I blushed. I’d been in a mood that day.

“No, you’re not. I didn’t mind. It was a reminder that you cared.”

I leaned in again, this time kissing him with thought. I wasn’t sure I was any good at kissing, I hadn’t done a lot of it, but I loved how his big hand came to cradle my head and how the other pulled me closer to his body.

I ended up halfway on top of him, which felt perfect to me.

Jack caressed my back and cupped my butt, pulling me tighter against him.

I was hard, because this time there was no reason not to let myself enjoy the moment. My dick was digging into Jack’s stomach, and I felt breathless in the best of ways.

“What do you want, baby?” Jack asked, sounding equally as out of breath.

“I…you. I…Can we?” A part of me still thought he’d say no for some weirdly specific reason that had nothing to do about whether he wanted me or not.

He looked into my eyes and cupped my cheek. “You sure?”