Page 23 of Legacy
Not that it would be my room for long. I needed to get out of London for a while. Maybe a really long while.
A long run, or maybe I could transfer to the Cardiff chapter. They seemed to have a pretty good setup there. Cardiff could offer me a fresh start.
I could live in Cardiff.
Could I fuck.
I didn’t want to leave London. It was my home. The only people I cared for were here. My sister Elodie, and…
Swinging open the bathroom door, I froze. My sparse room wasn’t empty.
“Kate?”
My eyes travelled down the length of her body and the soft curves under the summer dress. This one was lilac and so short so it fluttered around her mid thigh. There were tiny flowers all over it and buttons down the front.
And a leather vest over her shoulders.
My cut.
Kate was wearing my cut.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” I couldn’t take my eyes off of the leather. “Get that off now, Kate. You can’t just come in here and put that on. You don’t understand what it means.” Striding forward, I moved to push it down her shoulders.
The moment my fingers touched the warm leather, I stilled.
Kate was wearing my cut. My colours.
Running my hands down her arms, I drew her towards me, pulling her close into my still wet body.
“Kate.” I didn’t think. I just moved. Thinking was bad. I always made the wrong decision. So I moved on instinct alone. My lips captured hers. The smallest brush of my lips against hers.
Lust rushed up.
Kissing her was everything I wanted. Feeling her body against mine. Having her in my leather. In my room.
In my damn arms.
Kate was…
Pushing at my chest, Kate scooted away. “Don’t!” Swinging her arm back, her open palm made contact with my face, sending my head rocking back.
“Don’t you ever touch me ever again, Legacy!”
Chapter Eleven
Kate
Panting. I was panting.
Legacy stood five feet away from me. His eyes widened as his fingers scraped up and down the red mark on his cheek.
The mark I had made.
I had slapped Legacy.
Taking a step forward, I froze as he slowly lowered his hand, his eyes narrowing. He was angry, and that anger blazed out of them. His lips thinned until they had almost disappeared.
“Legacy, shit, I—”
