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I try to keep cool, but even though I think Hex is just testing me, my body is reacting to the threat I know he could present if he wanted to.
“I don’t think you’re her type,” I say, forcing a bit of a smirk.
He shrugs. “That’s all right. I can make me her type. See, with a girl like Brynn, you fuck her once, and you have lifetime access no matter how much you hurt her. A girl like that will suffer for you. You can put her through hell, and she’ll still love you if you pluck at her heartstrings just right and tell her pretty enough lies. Yet somehow, despite her deeply rooted issues compelling her to be a fucking fool for you, she’s not an idiot. She has a brain, she just doesn’t use it to make romantic decisions. I like that balance, and I already have an in with her. I had a little fun with her while you were still together. She tell you that?”
My stomach bottoms out.
What the fuck is he talking about?
He runs his palm over the grain of the table as if he’s caressing a woman instead of a thing.
Which is funny, because I’d wager sometimes when he touches women, he makes them feel like things.
But the idea that he ever touched Brynn…
No. He didn’t. I know he didn’t.
She would have said something.
Right?
I feel a moment of cold horror when I remember her story about her stepfather, about how she kept what was happening to her bottled up to protect the people she loved.
You made me fall in love with you.
Oh, that fucking hurts.
I can’t be getting distracted like that when Hex has me in his crosshairs. This is hard enough as it is.
He didn’t touch her. I know he didn’t touch her, so I just have to focus on what I know and ignore his baiting.
“I knew she couldn’t be anything serious to you, of course,” he says. “We all knew that from the beginning, so the normal rule of hands-off doesn’t really apply to her, does it? She was never more than a passing amusement for you. She couldn’t be. Any one of us could fuck her. Hell, all of us could.”
“Well, some of us,” Silvan corrects.
I glance at him and see Dare smirking faintly next to him. Of course that fucker’s enjoying the show. My gaze drifts back to Silvan, and he locks eyes with me, trying to ground me and encourage me without words to keep it together.
Blue Bloods can’t fight with each other over territory, and that’s what Brynn would be considered. If Hex can bait me into a brawl over her… well, Brynn’s fucked.
It goes against every agitated instinct in my body, but the only way I can keep her safe is to refrain from attacking this fucker as he does his best to get punched in the face.
Seeing he hasn’t pushed me far enough yet, he pushes a little harder.
“Yeah,” Hex murmurs. “We could tie her to this table and take turns with her right in front of you. Kind of like we tied her to this table that night. Legs spread so we could all see that pretty pussy barely shielded by her virginal cotton panties. Arms overhead with her tits pressed out so we could have a nice view of those, too. I bet you’ve seen her like that, huh? The perfect sacrifice—sans her virginity at that point, of course. But that’s okay. I didn’t need that. I just had to make sure she knew how to keep her pretty mouth shut when I told her to, no matter what I did to her.”
His description of her makes my fucking blood boil and his specifics make me queasy, but I still know there’s no way.
No fucking way.
Brynn was with me almost every night, and when she wasn’t…
She would have told me if he did something to her.
Wouldn’t she?
“You’re right about me not being her preferred type, though. I’m not shiny enough for Brynn Blakely,” he remarks, dark amusement in his tone. “You should have seen how afraid she was when I climbed on top of her.”
My hands fist beneath the table and I have to resist the urge to roll my shoulders, then leap across the table at one of my best friends.
