Ruined 8

Avery

That son of a bitch had kissed me. And I had let him. Even knowing what I did about him, with our past I had still opened my lips to him.

Like a damn fool.

It seemed when it came to Ruin, I had learnt nothing at all in thirteen years. He was as much an asshole as he had been back then, probably more so and yet my body still reacted to him instantly. He made me pant after him like every other woman he came into contact with.

They didn’t know better.

I did.

The whole point of coming here tonight was to hammer home that I wasn’t someone he could control. I hadn’t come to be pinned up against a wall melting under the feel of his lips.

It was just because I was all worked up from Truths kisses. It was the only possible explanation.

“Hey.” I slid back on to the barstool next to Truth, it was busier now and a small crowd had formed but my place next to him was still empty. It made me smile. He had obviously wanted me to come back, he had kept my space free.

I touched my hand to t