Dangerous Kiss (Dangerous Noise 1)

But she will. I'm making sure of that.

I push the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. Slowly, she peels it off her shoulders. Her eyes stay glued to mine as she drops the bra on the floor in front of me.

She pushes her dress and underwear off her hips and steps out of it. Her hands go to my hips. She shoves my jeans to my knees. I know she's trying to distract me from whatever it is she's hiding, but I can't exactly complain about her tactics.

Violet is the first to step into the water. She bites her lip. Her eyes find mine. "It's hot." She kneels down to turn the faucet off.

I kick off my jeans and boxers and step into the bathtub. We lower ourselves into the water together. It is hot. But good hot.

She presses her back into my chest and stretches her legs out in front of her. "This is a ridiculously large bathtub."

"Enough room for four."

"Have you tried that?"

"No."

"Never done three girls at once?"

"No." I turn so I can look into her eyes. "What are you getting at?"

"Nothing. Thinking. Or trying not to think."

"I don't do stuff like this with other women."

"All wham, bam, thank you ma'am?"

It's not the most flattering description, but I'm not shy about the truth. I nod. "If there's anything you want to get out, let's do it now. I've been a slut. Most of the time, I don't remember women's names. I don't kiss them. I don't think about them after. Any other questions?"

Her voice wavers. "You don't kiss other women?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Don't want to." I pull her closer. "That's not what's bothering you."

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"What's bothering me?"

"Why don't you tell me."

Her shoulders and back tense. "It's nothing… It shouldn't… I shouldn't…" She takes a deep breath. She runs her hands over the edges of the bathtub.

"Talk to me, honey."

"I'm not your honey anymore." A sob breaks up her words. She pushes her body away from mine and pulls her arms over her chest. "It's not about you being a slut. Or about anything to do with us. It's nothing."

"It's something."

She turns to me. There are tears rolling down her cheeks. Still, she shakes her head.

Tears catch on her lashes as she blinks. She splashes her face with water. That does nothing to hide the redness forming in her eyes.

Something is hurting her.

I take her hand. "Talk to me, Violet."