“Jake was using her as blackmail to keep Shay in line. What if she’s in danger?”
“She won't be in danger now, but we can find her. I'll get Simon on it,” I say. Personally, I don’t give a shit, but Aaron deserves some peace from this.
“Okay, thanks,” he says and starts to fidget with his hands, rubbing them back and forth over each other, making his palms red. I need his answer and I know he needs the distraction.
“So? Do you still want to watch? Do you still want to kill Jake and have your revenge? You don't have to do anything, you know, I can do it for you. You can watch or stay in this room. But I need an answer because we have to finish this today. I need to make an example of them to keep our other crews in line.”
I am trying to be empathetic, if that's what it's called, but I also have to do my job and protect our family. Plus, Carlos wants proof after we have finished.
His eyes are wide and unblinking as he stares at the wall, face blank. Shit, is he going into shock again? “Aaron. You okay?”
When he looks at me, it's like another person has taken over his body. Doe is back with that fire in his eyes, his cold persona radiates off him. I already know the answer and I must admit, I’m fucking ecstatic.
“Oh, I wanna watch, but I also want to join in. My face will be the last thing he sees before he burns in hell,” he snarls, and fuck it's hot.
He grins his creepy smile that would unnerve a lot of people, but I find it a damn turn on. I know it means my feral doe is out for revenge and I’m excited for our playdate.
“Come on, coffee, then playtime.” I grab his hand and pull him up.
“Wait, Lev? I need to tell you something.”
The wariness in his voice has me now thinking all kinds of shit. Did his brother really do something?
“What?” I ask.
“I don't want you to say anything, but I need to get this off my chest and I don't need it back from you. But…” A little color blooms his cheeks, and I just want him to hurry the fuck up and spit it out.
“Go on,” I encourage.
“I like you, Lev, and I think I'm falling for you or maybe I’m addicted to you? I know you don't do feelings, and this is probably your worst nightmare, but after everything that's happened, and before we go down there, I wanted to tell you I’m yours. You can do what you want to me, and I will do anything you ask. But, to be clear, you are mine too, and I won’t let go. Is that weird?” he says, sounding oddly adorable.
I'm glued to the spot. Those words are not computing in my brain. What the fuck is going on? Aaron is looking at me like I'm his world, but also in a way that reads “you will be with me, whether you like it or not”.
It’s a glimpse of possessive Aaron. What is love anyway? I mean, I love my brother but I was raised with him and he is my blood, my purpose. With Aaron, he makes me ache in places I have never ached. I would kill any fucker that looked at him or touched him, and I feel like his ass is mine as if he’s some kind of real estate.
I like having him near me. I know I like him too, but these feelings and emotions are hard for me to acknowledge right now. I don't know what to say back, so I just go with what I know to be true.
I grab his neck firmly and give him a brief hard kiss. “I would kill for you.''
I wasn't sure what response I was going to get but the big cheesy grin wasn't it. Shit, why am I so surprised? Aaron knows me, he knows what I mean and he won't push for different words. Like one soul combined of two crazed messes, he accepts that my love language is different.
“That's a contract you have just signed, by the way. Fine print says that you don't touch anyone else, Lev, I mean it. I'll cut your dick off in your sleep,” he says.
So fucking romantic.
“And if I see you near anyone else, doe, I will skin them alive in front of you, beat your ass raw and then ignore you,” I say, knowing that the worst part for him would be no attention, and from the pout on his lips, I am right.
After getting a quick coffee, we both head to Dima’s office where I assume he is. Without knocking I walk in, greeted by Seb straddled across my brother's lap. “I'm surprised you two have any cum left in your bodies. Don't you have a room?”
Seb scrambles off Dima’s lap, nearly falling over. I've seen him fingered and jerked off by my brother, butthismakes him shy.
“Shut it, Lev. This is my office, remember? You should knock before you come in if you don't like seeing me with my husband.”
“What's the point in knocking? You fuck on nearly every surface in this house anyway. You need house training.”
“Jealous?” Dima asks.
“No, got my own piece of ass and that's more than satisfying,” I say.
