Page 123 of Twisted Fate

Fuck.

“I’m sorry I was a bitch.”

“Wouldn’t have you any other way, my little fire Queen,” he chuckled, placing a hand on my knee to stop it bouncing from nerves.

I hesitated before resting my hand on top of his, causing him to glance at me again with question.

“You okay?”

I shrugged, not really sure how to answer him.

“Please tell me you have whisky at home?”

A grin spread across his face, his eyes lighting up with amusement.

“I always have whisky at home for you. Look, I’m sorry I’ve been a little on edge lately. I never meant to hurt you like I did when we had that fight at the shed. I didn’t even know you were really hurt, or I never would’ve left you like that.”

“I wouldn’t have let you stay anyway. What about the shit with Claire?” I asked with more bitterness than intended.

He took my hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“I regret that more than you’ll ever know.”

Well, I couldn’t be fucking mad at him now.

He looked miserable about it.

Good, it was a dick-move.

I peered over at him, my voice quiet.

“Do you believe me when I say I didn’t sleep with Slash or Hunter?”

“I do, baby,” he replied softly without taking his eyes off the road ahead.

“Good,” I mumbled, turning my attention out the window and watching the world go by in silence until we arrived at his house.

He let me inside and I got comfortable on the couch while he grabbed us both a whisky before sitting beside me.

He tossed his cigarettes on the table and turned to me, his voice warm and kind, but I could hear uncertainty in it.

“I love you, Rory. So fucking much.”

I glanced over at him and gave him a tiny smile, watching as his green eyes flickered over my face as he waited for a response.

“I love you too, Skeet.”

He seemed surprised for some reason.

“Really? You still love me?”

“Of course I do,” I sighed, shuffling closer to him and curling up under his tattooed arm.

I felt the change in him as he dropped his guard, his arms going around me as he pressed his cheek to the top of my head.

His voice cracked slightly as he spoke.

“I need you.”