Live Like Legends (LIVING LEGEND #3)

Chapter 42

W e settled back into Nick’s room, my anxious angel heading towards his door. He opened it slightly, peeking out to see if anything seemed odd or out of place. He headed into the bathroom and I followed him.

I leaned against the door frame with my arms crossed, watching him turn the faucet on and splash water onto his face.

“Your dad is the supreme ruler now,” I pointed out.

He choked out a laugh. “It seems that way. I would really love to say I’m surprised but I’m not.”

Maurice deserved this immense power he’d been given. He’d stayed back with Natalia and everyone else after we’d discussed a plan for tomorrow. Ariel was about to be in for a surprise when more than just his invitees showed up.

“Hmm, are you ready for whatever tomorrow brings?” I asked, biting my bottom lip.

He turned to me, his hands holding onto the edge of the sink. “I’ve only been absolutely sure about a handful of things and this is one of them.”

“Oh and what are these other things, hmm?” I inquired, playfully.

He walked over to me, placing his hand on the wall and leaning down towards my face. “You.”

“Oh really? I’m pretty sure you were very fucking skeptical about me.”

He rubbed his nose against mine. “Technicalities, needy one.”

I leaned up and took his lower lip between my teeth, biting down softly. He hissed when I released it. “Well, technically, you stink. Take a shower.”

I winked at him before reaching for the door and closing it behind me. I jumped onto his bed, crossing my legs over each other, so my knees pointed out. I took this moment to consider Elise’s words. I had every fucking intention of presuming Dimitri was dead. He had looked really fucking dead.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I placed my palm on my thigh scars and heat simmered underneath. Maybe I was scaring myself. We were so close to something good. A sharp burn hit my thigh and I flinched.

I was letting Elise’s delusions get to me. I was worried for nothing.

I was spiraling just like my fucking boyfriend.

“Hey, are you coming?” Nick’s voice pulled me out of my mental marathon. His shirt was off and it was hard not to look away from him.

“What?”

“You, me equals shower.”

I gave one look to my thigh, but then narrowed my eyes at him. “Are you going to wash my hair?”

He laughed an easy laugh, like he was calmer. The calmest I’d ever seen him. “I was planning on it, yes. Amongst other things.”

I pulled off my shirt and brushed past him to the bathroom. “Other things?”

He closed the door behind him when he followed me inside. I turned around, realizing quickly how close he was when my chest hit his. He tucked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulled me to him. “Mhmm, like when I’m done, I plan to put your legs on my shoulders and bury my face in your pussy until you are screaming my name.”

“Who knew Ariel’s downfall would make you so feisty.”

“How about no more talking.”

I could hear myself giggling, but there was also this nagging feeling that something was amiss. Ariel was the last problem.

Ariel was the last problem. I could tell myself that until I believed it.