The Iron Soldier: A FourTris Divergent Story

Chapter 26

We rode in silence for a while. I knew I'd hurt him, but I didn't know how to take it back. To my surprise, Four broke the silence first. "What were you researching?"

Oh shit. Did he have to ask that? "Just some stuff for a class assignment."

He glanced away from the road, the right side of his mouth turned up. "You know I can tell when you're lying."

Damn him. "Maybe I just think it's none of your business."

"I'm in charge of your life right now. Everything about you is my business."

For some reason, that made me smile. What the hell? I may as well show him my hand. "Can I ask you something?" I kept my voice as non-confrontational as possible.

"Of course."

"What color was your tattoo?"

"Huh?"

"The one you covered up. Was it blue or red?"

He sighed loudly. "Damn it Tris. I'm starting to think you'd be in this mess even without my help."

"What color was it?" I pressed.

"Blue. It was Blue." He now looked disgusted.

"You're a Dauntless soldier. That makes you a hero. Why would you hide..."

The truck suddenly swerved to the side of the road as the gear shift was slammed into the park position. Four looked at me, his eyes darker than I've ever seen them. "No. You don't know what you're talking about. Being Dauntless doesn't make me a hero. It makes me a killer. It makes me the kind of person you should stay away from."

Something inside me snapped. He was going to pull away again. Once we got this Eric situation figured out, he was going to run, and he was going to say it was for my own good. He had just admitted having feelings for me, and I finally believed what I had felt for him was reciprocated. I actually thought maybe we'd have a future together.

I unbuckled my seatbelt, flinging it to the side, before pulling myself closer to him. I cupped his chin in my hands and pulled his face closer until our lips met. I kissed him softly, at first, but since he responded immediately, I found his lips again, adding more pressure and more feeling to the place where we were joined. I smiled against his lips. "You're wrong. It makes you the kind of person I never want to walk away from. I don't know what it was like. I don't know what you had to do. But I know the kind of person you are. Without waiting for a reply, I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him.

It must not have been close enough, because he used that moment to hoist my body into his lap, before his mouth found mine again. The heat created from the close proximity of our bodies hit me like a tidal wave, pulling me under to a place I couldn't breathe. His hands were on my back, and then in my hair. Our tongues mingled like best friends coming together after being separated for too long.

He released me far too quickly, looking deeply into my eyes wearing a wide smile. "I told you I could tell when you're lying."

"Then you know I'm telling the truth." I bite my lip while staring into his perfect face.

He smiled again, then brushed his thumb across my bottom lip, freeing it from my tooth holding it in place. "What am I going to do with you Tris?"

"I can think of a few ideas."

Now he let out a loud chuckle. "We need to keep going right now. But I want you to tell me about these ideas a little later."

I blushed slightly, pulling myself off his lap. I don't know where that came from. I've never been so bold. I returned to my seat and replaced the seatbelt over my lap when we continued our journey and our discussion.