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Crap. I edged over to the couch and joined her.
It had to be the most awkward moment of my life. I groaned internally and covered my face with my hand, disguising it as a scratch. She didn’t need me there; it was her way of punishing me. Not that I didn’t deserve whatever she wanted to give me, but still . . . this was harsh stuff.
“Why is this one awake?” she asked immediately.
I shrugged. “He wanted her lucid. Something about watching her squirm. Seeing her suffer.”
Leeta didn’t respond. She went back to watching me thrust my fingers inside of another woman. I swallowed, knowing there was nothing I could do to take away the awkwardness of this situation. So I sat there and copped it, fidgeting with my fingers, trying to ignore the voice demanding that I ‘stick my cock in her filthy hole.’
Leet stiffened next to me, but she was so determined to act like all this didn’t affect her at all that I struggled myself with how to act? Do I let it go? Apologise again? I shook my head. Nothing I did right now was going to make any difference, except maybe make things worse.
The banging on the door of the motel room scared the shit out of me. Jumping up, I glanced at Leeta.
“Did you tell anyone you were here?” I whispered.
She blushed, standing up. “That’s my friend, Tim.”
My eyes widened. “What the fuck, Leeta? This isn’t a fucking slumber party. You can’t just invite your friends over,” I growled.
She turned around and stomped toward me. “I’m not an idiot, Mace. I thought he might be able to help, you fuckwit. He’s a computer expert. He does shit like . . .” She waved her hand. “I don’t know. He can tell you what he does.”
I followed her to the door, still pissed that she hadn’t thought to bring this up at any time in the past few hours.
“Leeta!”
I didn’t bother hiding my scowl as I watched Leeta embrace a tall, thin dude I could only assume was Tim. He glanced my way and then winked at Leet, who laughed.
“And you must be Mace,” he drawled, swaggering over to me. I put out my hand, accepting that I was going to have to play nice with this guy. He waved my hand away and fell into my arms.
My mouth fell open as I awkwardly patted him on the back. I had not been expecting that. Leeta smothered a laugh and I shot her a look. She knew better than anyone how hard it was for me to open up to people.
I thought back to the last time I’d hugged Dad. It had been awkward, forced, as it normally was. Fuck, a handshake was difficult in my family, let alon
e a fucking hug.
“We’re going to get along fine.” Tim grinned, pulling away from me. I nodded and smiled at him. It was nothing personal against him, but I didn’t like the guy already. The way he hung all over Leeta made my blood boil. Which was stupid, because he was so obviously gay that he was more likely to hit on me than her.
That didn’t stop me hating how relaxed and comfortable she looked around him. Or how, right then, he could make her smile and I couldn’t.
“Can I get you a drink?” I asked Tim. “Coffee?”
“Sure. Coffee, two sugars and cream, thanks.”
“Leet?” I asked.
“A coffee would be good, thank you.”
I went into the kitchen, their chatter taking a backseat in my mind. I turned on the kettle, leaning against the kitchen counter while I waited for it to boil. If this guy was such a good friend, then how come I was only meeting him now? Was she ashamed of me or something?
Get a grip. You’re losing it.
“. . . so take a look and tell me what you think.”
My head shot up. Surely she wasn’t showing him the fucking video? But she was. Fuck. Was she trying to piss me off? The last thing I needed was this guy getting all judgy on me.
My fingers tapped anxiously on the Laminex bench top as Tim and Leeta hovered over her laptop. I’d watched that damn video so many times by then, it was running in my head as I listened to it. With each second that passed, I was becoming more agitated.
