Chapter 15
KILLA
My arms ache from cradling Cass for so long, but there’s no way in hell I’m putting her down, not after nearly losing her.
Not long after introducing her to the guys, I brought her to my bedroom and was grateful Stella had the foresight to clean it for me.
After I told her I didn’t want the club whores to step foot in my space again, she had a new bed and sheets delivered.
Noah came to show his face, then quickly ran off toward the surprise I have for Cass; I just need to get her on board with it before hand, so it doesn’t all come as too big of a shock and she decides I’m not good enough for her.
The prospect of locking her up after what she’s been through is not something I’m willing to make her endure.
Nope, I just have to win her over like Stella said.
“You flinched when Stella mentioned the condoms and the club whores.” I grind my teeth, hating bringing this shit up, but I know it’s a necessity for us to move forward and become a family.
“I don’t like the thought of being used while you use other women.” The despondency in her voice makes me want to hold her closer and protect her with everything I have.
“I’m not using you, Cass. I want you. Takin’ you as mine,” I state. “Got my brand on you.” I point toward her stomach, then clear my throat. “Told you I love you.”
She tilts her head, and I stare straight into her green orbs, and they consume me.
“I never want to let you go, Little Demon. Ain’t never told another woman that before, not even my mama.” My pulse races, and my mouth becomes dry. This is it; this is the fucking moment I tell her exactly what I want for us, what we’re going to become.
Her eyes hold a multitude of emotions—hurt, fear, love—and I want to bottle them all up and keep them for myself. “You’ve gone from hating me to—”
“Lovin’ you?” I push past the lump gathered in my throat.
“I think I fell in love with you from the first moment I laid eyes on you in that courtroom.” A shiver rushes through me at the bleak reminder of her past, but I ignore it and continue on, “I was just scared to admit my feelings, Cass. Very fuckin’ scared. ”
“Because you saw me as your enemy?”
“Yeah.” I nod, my voice hoarse. “And I wanted answers, ones I was afraid I wouldn’t get if I allowed myself to get too close to you.”
“And now you don’t want those answers from me?”
I remain silent, but I don’t miss the quizzical way she searches my face for a response.
The air between us thickens, and when I don’t give her a response, her face falls, the hope in her eyes disintegrates, and she jolts in my arms. I could say a thousand things, but she would hear none of them, not a single one, so I snap my mouth shut because I know she just realized the truth.
I don’t need answers, I don’t need to see her as the enemy because I got her truth, and all I can do is hold her to me tighter than ever.
Watching her hate me is so much easier than watching her be disappointed in me.