A few feet away, I hear a quiet snort, but I’m not brave enough to look Zeke’s way. He clearly has no qualms about looking because I haven’t stopped feeling his eyes on me since Khalil dragged me out here and Zeke followed without a word.
“Really?” Khalil scoffs. “You’re going to sic Thorin on me? That won’t work. I taught him everything he knows.”
“Maybe not everything,” Thorin denies with a roll of his shoulders to show off his power. “I’ve picked up a few things on my own.”
When Khalil narrows his gaze like he wants him to prove it, I grin like I’d just won a prize.
Men aresoeasy.
“Get him,” I command with a finger pointed at a glowering Khalil. “Show no mercy.”
Thorin hesitates, but we both see the moment he capitulates to my demand. He removes his shirt, and Khalil rolls his eyes before he removes his gloves. I think that maybe he’s refusing until they both square off with narrowed gazes and a calculating look in their eyes that says they know this will be no easy match.
Flouncing over to the porch where Zeke is lazily lounging on the steps as if he doesn’t have a care in the word, I keep my distance—as much as the stairs will allow—and pop a squat a couple of steps below him.
It’s not until the first punch is thrown by Thorin, which Khalil narrowly dodges, that Zeke speaks. “You’re good. You know that?”
I peer over my shoulder with an innocent expression perfected by years of pretending I was someone I wasn’t in order to sell out stadiums. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Zeke nods toward Thorin and Khalil. “You got them to fight so you can get out of training.”
“Maybe.” I shrug. “Can’t prove it.”
He chuckles and then leans forward, bringing his face closer to mine. “I don’t have to, princess.” Reaching out, he fingers a curl. “Or maybe I don’t want to.”
Feeling like he’d reached a flaming hand inside my chest and used it to squeeze my heart, I turn my head away, forcing him to let go of my hair. “You didn’t eat this morning.”
“I ate.”
“But not what I made.”
“You know why I can’t, Aurelia.”
I scoff. “No… I don’t know why.”
I can feel his gaze burning into the side of my face, but I don’t take the bait. Instead, I watch Khalil throw a vicious jab into Thorin’s side before throwing him off of him.
“It feels…intimate.”
“And we’re not intimate? Are you serious? You finger banged me over a waterfall and then spit a lot of game that I was stupid enough to fall for. You’ve been inside me. And yes, I know it wasn’tyouyou, but it wasyourdick. You saw me naked. You spanked me with a switch. You…”
“I what?” he challenges when I fall silent.
“Seth ate my ass,” I confess just to be a bitch. Zeke’s eyes flare and then they lower like he’s wishing it had been him. Seeing this, I shake my head and chuckle dryly. “You’re also full of shit.”
“Am I? Or maybe you just can’t handle the fact that I don’t want you, so you twist the truth however you need to.”
“It sounds to me like that’s all you. And for the record, I don’t want you either.”
“So if I offered to nibble on your sweet little pussy while you watched your boyfriends fight over you, you’d say no?”
My pussy clenches at the vision while I outwardly scoff at the notion. “Obviously.”
“Obviously,” he repeats softly.
“You’re teasing me.”
“You teased me first,” he says, referring to that first time we ran together.
