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King spoke while walking towardme up further into the shadows until my back connected with the dresser He placed his hands on the wall arounddown until ere eye to eye "I don’t knohy you’re holding on so tight, Pup, when your body is clearly tellinginhaledhis nose acrossatpulled back and scowled I clarified "It was never a love like he thought it was, like he wanted it to be I loved him like a best friend, never like the way--" His eyes searched o by without a single word, and you show up out of nowhere, sneak into my room and demand that I take my clothes off on the day I--" I couldn’t finish the sentence I couldn’t say the words that I didn’t want to be true

Because King was alive

And I wasfinished for me His nostrils flared He turned around with clenched fists like he was looking for so to punch He placed his hands on his head in frustration "I watched the entire fucking car crash out there I know everything"

"Holy shit!" I exclaiotten who the fuck I aainst ainst your will and handcuffed you tokept you" He cocked an eyebrow "Do you really think you have a choice when it co lifted s, forcinghs King pushed a strand of hair behind my ears and leaned in to etting hot I couldn’t breathe I needed…I don’t knohat I needed "Notalking," he snapped

King lifted me off the dresser and carried thon the closet door He stood behindme by a hundred pounds, our differences had never been more obvious His dark jeans and dark tank top were a stark contrast to my little white eyelet sundress My pale skin next to his tanned My white hair to his black It was a sight that h the reflection in the mirror made our differences obvious, it also ether

"You see this?" King said, his ar toworks? Hoe fit?" He pushed an off rabbed a hand mirror off the desk and held it in front ofa client their new tattoo

"Do you see this? What does this shit fucking say?" he asked Pointing to the tattoo he’d given me The one I just put on full display to spite my father and Tanner

"It says, I don’t want to repeat ain It’s an F Scott Fitzgerald quote," I answered

"No" He pushed on htly sideways view "Tell ain Look in the crown, in the vines What the fuck does that shit say?"

"King," I whispered "It says…King"

Chapter Twenty

King

"You are etically

Pup looked in themy name "You tattooed your naazechance I got My only regret is not er, because maybe then that kid would’ve known better than to put his fucking lips on you"

"It’s not his fault," she said, glaring daggers atthe little fuck He could call himself her husband all he wanted ’cause I found out all I needed to knohen her breath quickened at ue out and wet her lips in anticipation, the way her nipples hardened against the fabric of the little sexy as fuck conservative dress she earing It wasn’t just physical though because the air around us crackled with our almost palpable connection I could practically taste it on ue