Page 104 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Sure have.
“Shielded your body with mine.”
Yep.
“And vice versa.”
And I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again.
“Which is why it gets under my fucking skin that you still feel like you can’t just open up with us. Even just a little, motherfucker.”
He lobs a ball of spit onto the ground as if to punctuate his sentence. “Goddamn.”
Gideon eyes the two of us, gnawing on a toothpick. Calm as ever. The man has always been unflappable, but now there’s a certain peace I’ve never witnessed in him.
Because he’s with his soulbound.
I’ve never been jealous of him until now.
Several silent moments pass as I struggle to form the words. Yet another thing I should probably see a therapist about. It’s not that I don’t trust Gideon and Beau or don’t want them to know all of me. I’ve just been through so much that talking aboutupsetting shit, no matter how vaguely, is like disturbing clear waters by stepping into the mud and sand buried beneath.
Essentially, so long as I don’t think or speak about anything in my past, I’m cool as a cucumber…
Right?
Still, Beau has a point, and while I’m fine being a dick to most people, even I recognize my friends deserve better.
Let’s see. How do I word this?
I was kidnapped.
“I met someone.”
Beau’s brows nearly leap off his forehead.
Gideon smirks.
“... But how?Who?”
Beau looks downright dubious. Not that I can blame him.
“Is it so surprising that someone would be interested in me?”
Beau chuckles. “I mean... kinda, yeah. I’d put money on it that you didn’t approach her. Yourresting murder faceisn’t exactly welcoming, so you’ll have to forgive my shock.”
Can’t argue with you there.
“You remember that woman who came with Winnow’s cousin to find her?”
Gideon and Beau rear back in surprise.
“You mean the cunt that left Winnow for dead before Harlen found her lying on the side of the road?”
Anger flares to a low simmer in my veins at his harsh words, but I can’t deny that I would be murderous if someone had done the same to Violette.
“She showed up at my place.”
Gideon’s brows tense, scrutinizing me before his eyes fixate on my chest.
