“Come here, baby.” I pulled her to turn around and lie back down with me. “I’m not with anyone.”
“But I saw you together.”
“Yeah? Didn’t mean we are a couple.”
“You kissed her in front of me, took her to bed.”
Fuck, I hated this. “I was an asshole. Trying to forget you and hurt you because you hurt me.”
“I understand.” She bit her bottom lip, her eyes dropping to her name tattooed on my chest. She traced it with her finger. “I bet you regretted getting this after you thought I dumped you.”
I caressed her soft cheek with my thumb. “I got it a few months after boot camp. Even after you wouldn’t take my calls.”
Her dazzling green eyes widened. “Why would you do that?”
“Because I loved you and always wanted you with me. Even if you didn’t want me.”
“I did want you, Z. But what if you fell in love with someone else? A tattoo is permanent.”
“So were you. A decade has passed, Snow. Not one woman has come close to making me fall in love with them.” I pulled her toward me. “Can I kiss you?”
She smiled, then quickly wiped it away. “I shouldn’t ask this, but I’m curious. Did you have sex with Libby?”
“Yes. You and I weren’t together, though.”
“You don’t owe me an explanation. She’s gorgeous. The same coloring of hair and eyes as me.”
I winced, knowing that was precisely what attracted me to Libby more than the others. “She’s my friend. It was just sex.”
She grimaced, looking away. “What about the other kittens?”
“I’ve been with all of them.” I wasn’t about to lie. She might hear about it at the club. Those women could be possessive and catty.
Her mouth parted. “All of them. How many women have you been with?”
“A lot. I never thought I’d see you again.” I felt like a chump, but it was the honest truth. I had no reason to not screw around. “What about you? How many guys?”
“Total of five, including you. Casso being the last.”
“I hate him. Was he good in bed?” I had to ask. The competitive side in me needed to know. I’d already purposed to wipe him out of her memory. But I had to know what I was up against.
“Before he made me his prisoner, the sex was good.”
“Just good?” I played it off like a cocky son of a bitch. Fuck, I hated her being touched by someone other than me. Not a damn thing I could do about it, but I hated it just the same.
“Did you want me to say it was mind-blowing?”
I growled, sensing she’d enjoyed the sex more than I wanted to believe. “Don’t tease me about this. I want to chop the motherfucker up.”
She arched her brow. “How was it for you with the kittens?” This was a test I wouldn’t fail.
“Not one of them was as good as you.”
She laughed. “I was sixteen the last time we had sex. I knew nothing about making it good for a guy.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Snow. Being with you made it magical. Especially when we did it under the stars.” I wanted to remind her of when I’d asked her to marry me, but I had a feeling it would spoil our playful moment.
Her finger glided over her name again. “So nothing’s going on with you and Libby? Or you and anyone else?”