The humming and clicking of the printer stop. Without taking my eyes off the way she’sstillsmiling up at him and giggling like the sweating idiot has blonde hair she wants to coil her fingers into, I grab the hefty stack of warm paper with one hand and stalk the distance.
“We’re going to be doing something new. You should come check it out.”
“Will I be able to find you suspended in silk?”
“It’s the only thing I’m good at.”
“I don’t believe that.”
My teeth clench tight, stopping at Bunny’s side and yanking her up from the chair by her arm.
“Razor!”
“Bunny!” I mock her whine, shooting my vexation to Fuckface McGee. “You’re right to not believe that. She’s a star on my dick.”
Walking away, I grapple at oxygen, coasting my hand down her arm and lacing our fingers.
“Why would you say that?” she whisper-shouts. Although she’s furiously staring at me, she’s accepting my hand and keeping up with my pace out the door.
“Sorry?” Jogging down the steps, realization punches through me and I stop on the sidewalk, shifting to face her head on. “Actually, I’m not. I think I need to piss on you to mask your pheromones from these fucking animals.”
Her jaw falls. “Ew. You’re not peeing on me.”
“Why were you entertaining conversation with him?” The jealous wrath doesn’t let me think it through before it slips. My chest is hot, and my throat is numb. They’re letting everything pass by my morals.
She double blinks, batting her bare, dark lashes. “Aren’t we… Um, aren’t we in town to try and get more people toVore?”
“Not that guy,” I shake my head, pointing to the library.
“What’s wrong with him?”
An annoyed growl shifts into a huff, dropping my arm and rolling my head back over my shoulders. “He was trying to fuck you, Bunny.”
“And?”
My eyes crack open to glares of sun, straightening my neck and tilting my chin down to her seriousness.
“Don’t be mean,” she mumbles.
My brows furrow. “When have I ever been mean to you?”
“Gaslighting and silencing someone feels pretty mean.”
“Oh, Bunny,” I hum, falling to my knees on the scalding concrete. Hooking my empty hand around her firm thigh, I shamelessly rest the side of my face on her exposed stomach, rubbing into her and slipping my hand up to her shorts.
“Razor…”
“How could I ever do that?” Dropping the stack of papers, my other hand forms to her hip and holds her writhing body in place, and I guess the theatrics get the best of me.
Because I languidly kiss next to her navel without a second thought.
“Razor. People are watching.” She hooks into my hair, peeling my affection off like a fucking tick.
I don’t stop. I can’t. I break through her grip on my hair and press my lips to her delicate skin again, exploring my palms up the structure designed formeand meonly.
It’s astronomical, smoothing up and feeling around the curves of bone and muscle, like our stardust is stirring in longing to be rejoined.
Looking up at her through slivers, her massive, panicked eyes and burning cheeks split my mouth from her, my smile raking down to the button of her shorts.
