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“We don’t have a relationship,” I objected.
“We have whatever I want us to have.”
“You can’t do that. You can’t just make decisions for me.”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want. It’s you who no longer has choices.”
My eyes floated to the slated floor and then back up to his. Not yet up for a battle of words, I asked him the question that was still swimming around in my head.
“How do you know my name?”
Should I have asked how he knew my name before demanding he fuck me like a needy whore? Probably.
He smirked. “I was wondering how you knew my name, seeing as you just repeated it like a well-versed prayer.”
Shit, did I really do that? I pressed my lips into a straight line and looked up at him, refusing to give myself up. “You need to work on your art of seduction.”
He reached out and pinched my chin. “Do you want me to seduce you, Cali?”
I choked on a swallow and knocked his hand away. Since he was still shirtless, I chose to intently focus on his sabbatic goat head.
Yes, yes, yes! I excitedly repeated in my head. He could be mine and I could be his. I couldn’t give up the plot so fast, though. I may not be able to follow Tito’s plan, but I could never be disloyal to him.
Okay, deep breaths. Fake it till you make it, Cali. I hated rejecting him, but I couldn’t so freely give in. Letting out a little sigh, I smiled and placed a hand on his broad shoulder.
“I want you to stop doing…whatever it is you’re doing. I don’t know you well enough for you to be my…boyfriend. I’ve never even had a boyfriend. What makes you special enough to be my first?”
He threw his head back and laughed. “You knew me well enough to let me inside your tight little pussy and come all over my cock. You’d be amazed at what you can learn about a woman when you’re balls deep inside her.
“And where in there did you hear I wanted to be your boyfriend? That’s fucking juvenile. Boyfriends are temporary; I’m not.”
Keep going, I thought, secretly thrilled by his words. The hair lifted on the back of my neck. I brought my free hand up to his other shoulder and slightly leaned back. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
“You let the devil inside you, baby. And he isn’t leaving anytime soon.”
I blinked up at him, hearing his words but not fully processing them. It couldn’t be this easy-peasy. Romero Deville was not rumored to be a nice man. Like Tito said, the Savages didn’t give without receiving, so what was it he wanted from me, and why wasn’t he saying something?
Taking my silence as his cue to continue, he gripped the back of my neck, ensuring he had my full attention.
“I don’t know what the fuck this connection is but I’m not letting it die before we give it a chance to live. Don’t focus on me being your first when I’m going to be your last. I have your whole life to tear you apart and then put you back together again.”
Well, the first part sounded a bit romantic, but the ending could use a tad more work. I needed a minute to reflect, needed to retreat somewhere quiet so I could think.
There were a few parts of his proclamation that stood out, but what did it even matter when we both seemed to be on a similar track?
“You have no intention of letting me leave here, do you?”
He looked to the ceiling with a sigh. When his eyes met mine again, I saw the answer before he repeated the two simple words that had damned me from the beginning.
“Finders keepers.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Something was about to happen; I could feel it. My mind kept going to worst-case scenarios.
Romero cleaned my wound and covered it with gauze before leading me from the room. We walked down to the lower level in silence.
I immediately spotted Arlen sitting at a long farmhouse table. She was still filthy and it looked like she had yet to fall asleep. A teeny trickle of guilt ciphered into my psyche. How had I forgotten her so fast?
