How May I Please You (The Darkest Kink #2) (The Darkest Kink Duet)

34. ~ Journey ~

thirty-four

I wasn”tsure if we would get back to this place. I wronged you, Sir, in the worst way. While I know that I’m different from the average girl walking down the street, there’s no excuse for lying to you. I realize that now. I hope you understand that I’m not used to this. Love. Real love. It’s as foreign to me as kanji characters. I can barely decipher my feelings let alone know what to do with them. You’ve given me something I never thought I could have, and with your guidance, Sir, I am learning.

I’ve made multiple mistakes, but you are the best man I’ve ever known, and you’ve forgiven me. You forced me to my knees and tested my resolve, carving an uppercase E into my flesh and making me bleed for you. It hurt like hell, but no more than knowing I hurt you with my actions. I”m thankful to you for allowing me to be back in your good graces and giving me a chance to prove my commitment. After all of the drama and wrongdoing, you and I are back on solid ground. My knees no longer quiver with fear of what’s coming. Thanks to you, Sir, I’m ready for what’s next.

I watch you finish getting dressed in the bathroom—black sweatpants with a black hoodie—and I can tell from your demeanor that you”re serious about this. I’m not sure whether to smile or be terrified, because I know that everything is about to change for us.

I never saw it coming. One minute everything is perfectly fine, the next they’re digging up a body from your backyard and I’m sick with panic. When I saw them lift that box from the ground, I thought for sure that we were finished. Finding Sierra meant the inevitable arrest warrant. It meant time behind bars for you and probably me, too. It meant our time together coming to an end. At least that’s what it was supposed to mean.

“Are you ready?” you ask as you stand at the end of the bed, your bag firmly in hand and a look of focus on your flawless face.

“If you are,” I reply.

You smile, nodding. “I am. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry we’re even in this position. I should”ve moved the fucking body. It’s my fault this is broken, so I’m going to fix it. Okay?”

Now I nod. “Okay.”

You place a knee on the mattress and lean in to kiss me. Your soft lips are warm and comforting, and I hate that I have to go back to being away from them. I hate all of this, but I’m ready. It is what has to happen.

After our final kiss, you step back and turn around. I watch you walk to the door and place your hand on the knob before looking back at me.

“I’ll see you soon,” you tell me. “I love you, Little Devil.”

I smile. “I love you, too, Sir.”

With a final nod of your head, you turn around and walk out, leaving me in the room all alone.

My thoughts threaten to consume me. Anxiety and fear immediately blossom in my belly and begin to work their way through my veins, threatening to hold me captive, but I don”t have time to go still. There is no room for error if I want to make it out of this alive, so I have to stick to my plan.

After waiting twenty minutes and knocking back a few shots from the mini fridge, I swallow hard as my heart races. The alcohol didn”t make me any less apprehensive, so instead of getting over it, I’ll have to become one with it. I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, pushing the air out with a whoosh. Then, I pick up the phone.

It rings twice before he answers.

“Detective Monroe,” says Detective Summers. “I didn”t expect you to call me. I’ve been looking for you.”