“But—”
“No buts. I have half a mind to hold a press conference, so everyone nationwide knows who you belong to.” I look over and smirk, giving her thigh a playful squeeze.
She rolls her eyes, and it makes me want to pull off the highway, bend her over, and redden that pretty ass.
“You’re insufferable, you know that? Here’s an idea: whip out your dick and piss all around me.”
Tossing my head back, I bark out a laugh. “That can certainly be arranged. How did I ever think she was boring?”
“You thought I was boring?”
Oh, fuck. Did I really say that out loud? “No. I didn’t mean?—”
“You meant it.”
The streetlamps above the highway illuminate her features as we pass them, and that look on her face makes me swallow back bile.
Fuck. I’m such a dick.
“Okay, I confess, when I first met you, you seemed . . .” I trail off, searching for the right word that won’t sound insulting.
“I was shy. You’re . . . Well, you . . . and I’m just . . .” She trails off.
“Magnetic. Mysterious. Adventurous.”
Her breath caches, and when I look over, a smile grows on her lips,so I continue. “Beautiful. Smart. Wild. Dangerous. Brave. Charming?—”
“Charming?” Her head rears back with awhat the fucklook on her face. “I’m a far cry from charming.”
She definitely doesn’t see herself the way I see her.
“You can charm the pants off a priest, Rebel. You’ve had me in a trance since the night of Cal and Aspen’s wedding. It’s just that you were so fucking quiet and innocent the first time we met.”
“Because there was this insanely hot guy that I was being set up with, and I was a virgin.”
“It’s lucky for every male breathing that I was the one to rectify that situation. Thinking about you with someone else makes me murderous.”
“You’re ridiculous.” She tosses her hands up.
“I would’ve done it much sooner had I not made assumptions about you.” Grabbing her hand, I kiss her knuckles. “I have a lot of regrets, but my biggest one is breaking your heart. I’m sorry, baby. I was an asshole.”
“You’re still an asshole. The only reason why you want me now is because I was starting to move on.”
“No. The reason I want you now is becauseIfinally moved on.” I cast a glance in her direction when she doesn’t say anything and find her looking at me in disbelief. “Okay, fine. Yes, when you said you were with Nate, it lit a fire to my ass, but I was already well on my way to make my move.”
“If we’re having a confession session, I guess I should admit that I lied. There hasn’t been anyone but you.”
“What about that guy you brought to the gala?”
“Nothing ever happened with Spencer. I only brought him to Cal’s gala to make you jealous.”
My head whips around, and my jaw drops. “Well fucking played, Rebel. I was jealous, andhewas a goddamn tool.”
“He was. That’s the only time we ever went out, and he didn’t even get so much as a kiss on the cheek goodbye at the end of the night.”
“My heart breaks for him,” I sarcastically remark.
Laughing, she playfully slaps my arm and says, “Okay, your turn.”