Contents ( 50)
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Kylo
- Chapter Two
- Saint
- Chapter Three
- Kylo
- Chapter Four
- Saint
- Chapter Five
- Kylo
- Chapter Six
- Saint
- Chapter Seven
- Kylo
- Chapter Eight
- Saint
- Chapter Nine
- Kylo
- Chapter Ten
- Saint
- Chapter Eleven
- Kylo
- Chapter Twelve
- Saint
- Chapter Thirteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Fourteen
- Saint
- Chapter Fifteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Sixteen
- Saint
- Chapter Seventeen
- Kylo
- Chapter Eighteen
- Saint
- Chapter Nineteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Twenty
- Saint
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Kylo
- Epilogue
- Kylo
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
- Releasing next year:
- West's Story
Why did he have me in his car and we were driving to his place?
Was it just because I gave good head?
Trying to understand the guy was hurting my brain. But I wasn’t sure my heart wouldn’t get involved in the process of whatever this was. That concerned me the most.
When we stopped, I took in the area and faced him. “Why are we at the movies?”
He winked. “Thought we’d go see that new action flick.”
What. The. Actual. Fuck?
Chapter Eight
Saint
Poor guy was speechless, and on our first date as well. There wasn’t anything I could do. I was used to shocking people, and usually, it was in bed with how good I was. I let him have his time. I got out of the car, went around to his side, and opened the door. He just sat there. It was sweet, really. Leaning in, I undid his seat belt, took his arm, and helped him out of the car.
I shifted him to the side and shut the door, then locked the car.
“We’re at the movies,” he said.
“Yep, gonna see a kickass action one.”
“The movies.”
“Damn right.” I didn’t think it would be a good time to mention it was for our first date. Not since he was taking so long to catch up on the fact. I’d leave it for later. Maybe I’d tell him after he’d had his next reaction when I took him out for a drink after.
With a hand to his lower back, I gently guided him forward to the box office. I bought the tickets, and Kylo was looking around as if it was the first time he’d seen the theater. Then I guided him to the food counter.
“What do you want to eat?”
“Huh?”
I chuckled. “Food and drink, what’s your flavor?”
He blinked. “You’re seriously takin’ me to the movies. This isn’t some prank, some game?”
Well, fuck, he’d thought I was messing with him. I shook my head and smiled. “No, Kylo. No tricks here. Now, what do you want?”
He studied me for a moment and then nodded once. He turned to the lady behind the counter. “Pepsi and popcorn, both large. Milk Duds as well.”
Then I said, “I’ll have the same.” I caught Kylo pulling out his wallet, but he stilled when I placed a hand on his arm. He looked up at me. I shook my head and told him, “I’ve got it.”
He nodded and put his wallet back in his pocket. I was just glad he wasn’t going to fight me on it. We took our items and moved to hand our tickets to the usher.
Inside, we grabbed a couple of seats in the middle toward the back of the theatre and settled down. “When was the last time you went to the movies?” I asked before eating a handful of popcorn.
Kylo shrugged. “Jesus, I can’t even remember. Must have been when I was a teen. I know I never went with my parents. I think Boom and Wendy took me to see something a couple of times.”