Tainted Bastard (Tainted Knights 4)

“Right?” the other woman giggled.

“Babe, don’t talk the whole movie,” her boyfriend groaned. “You’re gonna get us kicked out again like last time.” He met my gaze over the top of their heads. “This one has never met a stranger in her life.”

“But you love me anyway,” she cooed at him.

“Not when you get me kicked out before I can watch my movie, woman.”

“I made it up to you,” she purred. “Tell me it was worth it.”

His arm went around her shoulders, pulling her head to his chest before kissing her. “It was beyond worth it. Now hush, babe. Let the pretty girl watch the movie with her man.”

“I knew you thought she was pretty.”

“And you’re beautiful. Be quiet before I spank that fine ass.”

Grinning at their affectionate bickering, Roanna leaned in closer to me. “They remind me of Jace and Kin.”

I nodded. “A little.”

Yeah, they did seem a lot like Jace and Kin—before the summer tour. Now, Kin was pissed at Jace, and Jace had his head up his ass. Remembering the argument I’d seen between him and some blond chick back in Miami, I wondered if he had cheated on his girlfriend. If maybe he still was. He’d been acting shady ever since that night, but we weren’t close enough for me to get in his business like that.

By the time the movie started, Roanna was shivering. I wrapped my jacket around her arms like a blanket, and like magic, she pillowed her head on my shoulder.

“Sin?”

I kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, babe?”

“Thank you for today,” she said. “It has been the best day I’ve ever had.”

“Then we’ll do it again tomorrow,” I promised her.

Her head lifted, and even in the dimness of the theater, I could see her blush. “A-All of it?”

I wasn’t sure if that was apprehension or excitement in her eyes. “Whatever you’re comfortable with. All you have to do is ask, and I’ll give you anything you want. Just don’t shut me out again. All right?”

“I’ll try.”

I kissed her, soft but quick. “Watch your movie, sweet girl.”

The lights came back up before the credits were even finished rolling, but I just sat there, not wanting to disturb Roanna until I had to.

I must have tired her out all day because she fell asleep two-thirds of the way through the movie, before she got to see the main guy with his shirt off.

Glancing down at her sleeping on my shoulder, her arms snuggled around mine, her legs tucked up under her, I thought she looked adorably innocent. Her mouth was slightly open, a soft snore coming from her, and all I wanted was to bundle her up and carry her back to my place. Sleep with her in my arms all night, just like this.

I’d never slept in the same bed all night with a woman before. It never held any appeal before, but right then, I wanted to hold her all night more than I’d ever wanted anything in my entire life.

The douchebags to my right were still in their seats, rowdy and clowning around. They had gone back to the concession stand multiple times for new beers and barely watched the movie because of it. Now, the lightweights were drunk and starting to get disruptive.

Not wanting to put Roanna in their drunken path, I carefully nudged her awake. “Ro, hey. We should get going, sweet girl.”

She lifted her head slowly. “Is it over?” she slurred adorably, making me grin.

“You missed what’s-his-name shirtless. And it was a shower scene, of all things.”

“Your chest is better-looking anyway,” she grumbled sleepily, then gasped, her eyes snapping open wide as if she couldn’t believe she’d just said that.

Laughing at how cute she was when she blushed like that, I brushed a quick kiss over her lips and stood. Picking up the tray, I balanced it in one hand and intertwined our fingers on the other.