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“Bullshit.”
“It’s not,” he insisted.
“Then why did you fuck me then disappear like Casper the friendly fucking ghost! You’re not an idiot. You knew what you were doing and what it would do to me!”
He took another step toward me, those previously folded arms reaching for me again, but I pushed him away.
“Don’t touch me!”
He growled in frustration, fists clenching as they dropped to his side. “That’s not fair!”
I scoffed.
“Fair? Are we talking about fair right now, Casper?”
“I told you that we can’t be together,” he pointed an accusatory finger at me. “I told you that we couldn’t do it. You came on to me and I drove you home. You came to my house half fucking naked and threw yourself at me. What did you expect me to do?”
Those words hurt more than I ever could have imagined they would.
Threw myself at him?
Maybe I had, but those feelings were mutual. He’d wanted me, too. At least, he used to.
“Fuck you,” I spit, grabbing at my car door again.
A hand was wrapped around my hip immediately, spinning me and slamming me back against my car, making a grunt burst from my lungs as he got close, hovering an inch away from me as he stared down with fire burning in his green eyes.
“I pined for you like you couldn’t even imagine,” he breathed, chest heaving with restrained power. “All I wanted to do was come back and see you. To explain it to you. To talk to you and kiss you and fuck you.”
His fist gripped the back of my hair, tilting my chin up, forcing me to look back into his eyes.
My lungs stumbled over a breath as my heartbeat kicked up. Flight or fight was raging inside me as I met his brutal stare.
“If you want me to feel sorry for you, it’s not going to happen,” I hissed out. “I was the one that was wronged here, and you know it. If you wanted to talk or kiss or fuck, I would’ve been there for you. You know I would’ve. But when I needed you, you were nowhere to be found.”
“I did it for you,” he insisted.
“Bullshit! You did it because you’re a fake-ass pussy who can’t stand his real feelings.”
He barked a laugh.
“Now, let go of me before I scream.”
His bitter smile warmed as he slowly released me, fingers dragging through my hair instead of fisting it.
“We’re not done here,” was all he managed to get out before I opened the door and got into my car.
The door shut in his face while he was still talking.
Ashton was toxic for me. He was like a drug that felt so fucking good while I was using, but one I couldn’t afford, so the withdrawal left me desolate between hits.
I knew better than to let him back into my life, not that he was asking. I would just disappear while he finished his trip, then I’d try to get back to normal.
Right.
Normal.
I could do normal.
