Page 92 of War Within
“Where do you want to go?”
Shaking her head, she shrugged a shoulder quickly. “It doesn't matter.”
“Liar.” Extending my hand, I poked her on the arm. “Try me. Where do you want to go?”
“I just want to go to my apartment and get a few things.” She sighed.
“Okay.”
“Okay, what?”
“Let’s go!”
Her mouth fell agape. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, but you need to dress a bit warmer.” Lowering my gaze to her bare thighs and exposed, tanned, flat stomach, I rolled my tongue over my bottom lip. “It’s too cold to wear that.” I met her gaze.
I knew she caught me admiring her. It was obvious. There was no way I was able to successfully hide my attraction for her.
“I designed this myself.” She arched a brow, folding her arms over her stomach.
Clearing my throat, I swallowed hard. “And it’s very…pretty, but I don’t want you to freeze.”
She giggled. “As you wish.”
While she was upstairs changing, I decided to call Giovanni, letting him know that I was leaving the house with Lily. Jane had mentioned that she was sleepy and kept herself closed off in his bedroom. I made sure there were people around the house who would watch if she tried to leave or venture down into the basement.
Giovanni answered on the second ring.Hello?
I know you’re busy, but I needed to let you know Lily wants to go get some things from her apartment.
That’s fine. Don’t let her out of your sight and make sure security on property knows Jane is home.
Already handled.
Good, thank you. I’m on the way home now anyway.
Okay. We’ll be back later.
Sounds good, bye.
“Well, this is it.” Lily led me into the living room of her apartment. Folding her arms over her chest, she wrinkled her nose, gesturing to the room.
“Love it.” I scanned the wide open concept, spotting several framed photos of she and Tyler. Trying to conceal my clenched fists, I shoved my hands in my pockets.
“Make yourself at home.” She did not notice, maintaining her focus on her task. “I'll be right back.”
“Hmm?” I barely heard her over my thoughts of wanting to murder Tyler. When I spun around to acknowledge her, she had already disappeared.
Inching closer to the end table by the sofa, I picked up a photo of them at Disneyworld. My knuckles began to turn white as I clutched the framed lie tightly. While he was there most likely looking for his next set of victims, she probably assumed it was a fun vacation. I fucking hated the guy!
The ringing of my phone brought be back to reality. I rolled my eyes as I saw who was requesting a video call. Reluctantly, I answered.
Listen, I can't Facetime right now.
Why not?Lena pouted.
Lena was one of the women I hooked up with regularly. She had fallen in love with me, but she was nothing more to me than someone I called when I wanted a wild and crazy night of roleplay. She knew exactly how I liked things. She knew the guidelines and followed them well. There was no teaching her how to submit because she thrived on it.
