Whoops. Somehow Joey had stumbled into the emotional zone. Not what he intended.
He shifted Zoey off of his lap slowly before pulling her head onto his shoulder. “You wanna talk about it?” He more than expected a no from her, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask. Today he felt like being a gentleman, and that meant taking care of her if that was what she wanted.
His hand still trailed along her shoulder and through her pink hair. For being so perfectly colored it was surprisingly healthy feeling. Chalk that up to werewolf genes. “Your hair feels amazing through my fingers…” He caught himself saying before snapping his mouth shut.
Don’t you dare get sappy, Joseph. You barely know her.
“No.” Zoey mumbled, letting him turn her face into his shoulder. Her reply came out muffled by his shirt. The healthier option would have been to say yes and just let herself blab until she had no words left to say, but that would mean telling him everything, and she hadn’t let herself talk about Gustavo out loud to herself, let alone to someone else. Her conversation with Liam had been little more than a coincidence. She had never meant for him to find out that she was a werewolf, and she definitely hadn’t wanted him to find out that she’d killed her boyfriend and that that had been what triggered her first change. She refused to put someone else through that guilt.
She sat up beside him, brushing her lips against the side of his neck and up towards his jaw. Gentle movements that surprised even herself. Violent. Cruel. Cold. Vindictive. Bitch.Killer. She would ruin him undoubtedly. “Kiss me again.” She uttered, letting the words escape her before pressing another kiss just below his chin and pulling back to look him in the eye. “Kiss me.”
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