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“You know, when someone has to profess something like that, it usually means the opposite. Like when a grown ass adult says, ‘I’m not a child!’ Well, that usually means they’re acting like a child. Take that bit of wisdom however you like.”
“Jesus fuck, you’re an asshole,” she said.
I shrugged. “You’re the one who soughtmeout, sweetheart. Are you reallythatbored?” I looked over at Trent before looking back at her. “Trent and Michael came in a little late, so they didn’t get to the line of usual groupies before I got to them. I’m sure they’d gladly take you to door three. Maybe even both at the same time.”
“The one with the design flaw where you can hide away in it?” Trent asked.
I nodded. “That’s Wilder’s favorite place now after I gave her the best orgasm of her life. Why don’t you go help her out? She’s clearly needy today, and I just don’t have the time or the desire to. I get bored easily, and I’ve already had my fingers in that honey pot.”
I watched Asher’s hands clenched into fists, but I didn’t care. What I did find interesting, however, was how he reeled himself in and looked up at her with the same cold indifference I did. Had he finally come around?
He scoffed. “Yeah, I’m sure Trent will treat you just fine—for right now. That’s all you came here for, anyway, right? I share my toys with him occasionally, but I’m not up for Damian’s sloppy seconds today, so don’t look to me, either. You understand.”
If I hadn’t spent the last few years perfecting my poker face, my jaw would have dropped. Ineverwould have expected something like that to come out of Asher’s mouth toward Wilder, and clearly, neither did she. Her eyes widened, and her jaw fell slack as she stared at him with total shock. The pain on her face was real.
“Well, shit. I guess I’ll have to take one for the team.” Trent started to stand, and Temperance immediately regained her composure. She shot a glare at him that might have killed a lesser man.
“Head injury or not, if you stand the rest of the way up, I will rip your fucking balls off and send them to your mother in a little white box with a cute little pink bow to tell her congratulations on the arrival of her new daughter. Try me.”
My heart slammed into my chest, and my cock stirred.Fuck,I loved when she was angry. She was downright diabolical. If she wasn’t my mark, I might have made her mine.
Then again, she was way too good for me, and even if I’d been sickly sweet from the beginning, it wouldn’t have taken long for her to figure it out.
She turned back to me and leaned across the table. “I just wanted to say thanks to you guys for Friday. However, since you both want to be finicky, rotten bastards—fuck you both. I don’t know what your deal is, Damian, but you’ve got some serious issues. And Asher…” She paused as she shook her head. “I literally have no fucking clue. I can’t figure out why you two would rescue me and demand updates only to turn around and treat me like ass, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Damian, you really are a piece of shit. Asher, I guess it depends on what your lord and master is doing that day—whichalsomakes you a piece of shit. Next time, let me fend for my fucking self. I’d rather die than feel any obligation to come thank your sorry, pathetic, waste of space asses. Have a great fucking day.”
With that, she flipped both our plates of food in our laps, spilling medium rare steaks, loaded mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli on us.
Momentary shock crossed my face as I stood bolt upright, all the food falling off onto the floor. I looked up to discover her still standing there, a triumphant half smile pulling at the corner of her beautiful lips. I leaned over the table, the tips of my fingers against the tips of hers.
“That wasn’t very nice,” I said, my voice low. “You’ll pay for that.”
“Every moment I spend at this school, I pay. Every time my name flutters through your brain, I pay. It’s timeyoupaid for once. You can start with getting that expensive shit dry cleaned.”
I would have given damn near anything to have her alone right at that moment. I would have devoured her in every way. Claimed her for real.
“And you can start paying with this,” I said before snatching her by the throat and pulling her toward me.
Her eyes widened with the roughness, and I used the advantage to give her a searing kiss, one that would stick with her the rest of the day. She wasn’t even supposed to be here, which meant she’d come in for one reason: to see us.
Well, I was going to make it worth her while.
She pushed away from me, slapping me hard across the face before taking a step back.Damn, that girl can fucking hit.
I laughed, dragging my thumb across my lower lip to feel the wetness where her lips had just been. “There you go,Tempe. That should hold you over until you come back to school. Get here early when you come back. I might just aim my kiss a little lower.”
“God, I fucking hate you,” she spat.
“Yeah, it sure looks like it. I can feel the heat pouring off you from here.” Michael laughed at his comment, and the rest of the table followed.
“Hey, I’m still good to go if you are,” Trent said. “Looks like you might need a little something after that.” He waggled his brows at her, and my right arm spasmed.
Even though I’d set up the joke, right then wasn’t the time. Her rage always made my possessiveness of her kick up, and I wanted to knock his ass out of his chair and onto the floor. Knowing that would only destroy my progress, I forced a laugh.
“Oh, yeah. I’mdefinitelysure she’s good to go.”
“Why are you even still here? You reallymustbe bored at this point. You ruined our clothes—ha-ha. Super productive. I’ll just trash them. They might be expensive toyourpoor ass, but it’s pocket change to us. You have a concussion, which is obviously fucking with your decision making. You should probably go lie down,” Asher said coldly.
Wilder immediately looked hurt. I think deep down she believed Asher wasn’t like me. She believed he was better. So, when she suffered at his hand, it always came as a shock to her. It was always far more painful dealing with Asher, where I set off her rage. Her passion.
