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“Quinci, I need to talk to you…” Derekcut his eyes to me.“Alone.”
“Um…” She looked at me.
“Quinci, it is a Saturday, you are not on the fucking clock.”
I looked at Derek, smirking even harder before looking back at her, who was very confused on what to do.She was waiting for me to give her instructions,andit was giving me an adrenaline rush that I’d never felt in my life.
“Quinci, did he get to you?Look at me.”
She kept her eyes trained on me.
I licked mythumb andswipeda line of makeup from her neck, showing himthepurple bruise.
“Princess, tell Derek that you don’t have anything to talk to him about… aloneor at all for the matter.”
“Princess? Quinn.” Derek was getting ready to lose his mind.
“Derek, please—”
“That’s not what I said, Princess.”
“Derek, we don’t have anything to talk about.”
He scoffed. “Unbelievable.” He shook his head. “Don’t call me when hefucksyou up, Princess. Because that’s what he’s going to do.I can’tfucking believethis.You are not the girl I wantedto marry.”
“Time for you to go,” I told him when I saw his fiancée walking up.
“Dang, Derek. You got all week to talk about work. Let’s go,” Justice urged.
The way he eyedme;Iknew this wasn’t going to be the last time we squared off about thisdamngirl. When they walked away,shegazed up at me. Her eyes werelow,and her breaths were choppy.
“Mr. Dymon.”
“Yes, Princess?”
“I need tofuckyou. Right now.Please.”
“No.”
“Why?I said please,” she whispered.
“No. Because you did not do what I asked you to do. Never letmehave toask you to do something twice.And make that your last time questioning me.”
Tears pricked her eyes.
“Find somewhere to clean your face and come back with a better attitude.”
“Yes, sir.Here.” She handed me her food.
I had to close my eyes for a second to recollect myselfbecause I could have taken her to my car andfuckedher.Shit, I really wanted too, but it was much more funmaking her squirm. It was only going to make the sex so much better when Ifuckedher tonight. I walked back overto my family while they both were shaking their heads.
“You’re just digging yourself intoa deeper hole.” Denim could only shake her head.
I took a bite of the corndogand chewed.“That is good.My princessmay be on to something.”
“Dymon,” Denim hissed.
“Denim, will you send a ladder down once I hit the bottom?”
