Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

This is a bad dream.

Or maybe our whole relationship was a dream.

I was some better version of myself. She was exactly what I needed.

That kind of thing doesn't happen in reality.

Badasses in combat boots don't fall for assholes who threw them away.

"Why?" Emma's red nails tap the counter. She leans back on her stool. Places one hand on her lap. The other flat against the plastic. "What did you do?"

"All right, all right. I confess. I got carried away last night. Baby I want to split you in half was supposed to be a figure of speech, but one thing led to another."

"Uh-huh. Right."

She's seeing through my bullshit.

Time to deflect. "What's the deal with you and Hunter?"

Her cheeks flush immediately. "Who?"

"The guy you were fawning over yesterday."

She plays dumb.

"Who’s been your brother’s friend most of your life?"

"What about him?"

"He was looking at you the way a dog looks at a bone."

“Can you blame him?” She motions to her tight tank top.

I chuckle. “It was more than that.”

“He’s a man. I have boobs. I understand how it works.”

Her tits are nice, but that isn’t why he was staring. “He was staring like he’s into you.”

“No. He’s just babysitting me while Brendon is away.”

“That your kink?”

“Haha.” She makes a show of rolling her eyes.

“Please. Your brother is dirty as fuck. You think I’ll buy you as vanilla?”

“What did you do to Chloe?”

“What did you do to Hunter?”

“I told him to drop the babysitter bullshit.”

“Even though you kinda like it?”

“I do not.”

I nod.