Sinister Love (Dark Intentions Duet 2)

Pulling open the bag that I brought up last night, I quickly get dressed and walk down the stairs to where I know she’ll be. Saskia works harder than most people I know. She lives and breathes this place. I can see her love for it every time she talks about it. When I get down there, it’s not her standing behind the desk, it’s Stiles’ sister.

She turns and smiles at me. “She’ll be out soon.”

I nod my head and walk over to sit down.

“You really fuck up her life, don’t you?” I look back up to her, shocked that she uttered those words to me.

Who the fuck is she? Oh, that’s right Stiles’ sister. Of course, she’s going to hate me.

“Excuse me?” I question, standing.

She waves a hand at me. “Don’t act like I’m talking gibberish…” she pauses looking at me, “… you know what I mean. But lucky for you, she loves you, or this could be awkward.” I want to tell her it’s already awkward, but before I say a word, Barbie walks out. She straightens her skirt with her hands, looks up at both of us and smiles. That smile makes my heart pitter-patter. She gives me butterflies. This sexy blonde that I now call my own is walking toward me like I’m all she sees. The things that does to me are indescribable.

“You met,” Barbie says, smiling. I take her in my arms, pulling her to me. She giggles like a schoolgirl or a girl in love. I can’t tell the difference. She should hate me, for all the things I’ve put her through. She should detest me. I’m glad she doesn’t. I’m so happy she’s standing right here right now, in my arms. It’s the way it should always be. It’s how we should have always been. It’s how we were meant to be.

“We have.” Becca smiles at me and nods her head to Barbie.

“That makes me happy, Becca’s the best. I’m not sure where I would be without her.” I look up to Becca, who’s now smirking at me.

“You’d be exactly where you are today,” I say reassuringly. “Come to my place? I have a meeting, but we could play after?” I whisper into her ear. “I want you in my house, in my room, and on my bed.” She turns around, wrapping her hands around my neck, then she leans up and kisses me on the lips and offers me the largest of smiles. Fuck, how I love those smiles, each one is made for me.

“I was planning to spend the day with you anyway. I just have to finish up some things.” Becca hands Saskia her bag as we walk out the door. “I like your car. Did I tell you that yesterday?” I throw her the keys, and she looks at them confused. “What am I meant to do with these?”

I shrug my shoulders. “It’s yours.”

Her eyes go wide, and her head starts to shake. “No. No, you can’t give me a car.” She’s holding the keys out like they may bite her.

“I can, and I just did.”

She shakes her head again. “You can’t give a girl a car that you’ve only just started seeing. That’s insane.”

I laugh at her. “I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you. I know you, and I’m giving this car to you. So take it.”

She looks up at me, now smiling from my words. “You loved me from the moment you saw me?”

“That’s all you got from this conversation? Not that the car is yours?”

She smiles harder. “I think I loved you from then, too. How’s that possible?”

Walking around to her, so we are closer, I press her ass back into the car and kiss her lips. With each kiss, a word falls from my lips. “Because…” kiss “we,” kiss “were,” kiss, “meant,” kiss, “to,” kiss, “be.” She giggles again, and I slam my lips down on hers stealing all of her.

She pushes me off and smiles. “You’re not giving me a car.”

“By the end of the day, it will be in your name. You can leave it here if you want.” She shakes her head as I push off of her, and open the passenger side door getting in, making her walk around to the driver’s seat, and slowly she slides in.

“I really like this car, but you can’t buy me. You know that, right? Just because you did once, doesn’t mean you can again?” I laugh, remembering that perfect time in my life, when I had her under me, and I didn’t understand those feelings she provoked in me.

“I never plan to buy you. I plan to keep you and keep you happy for the rest of our lives.” She starts the car, and when she takes off, she doesn’t go slow. She speeds off as fast as she can around the corners, and when I look at her, I see the most beautiful girl in the entire fucking world, who’s now mine. And I’m never letting her go. I’d die before that happened.