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“I’m starving,” he complains. “Guess you guys have eaten. I might grab some Indian, although the guy, Raj, likes to small talk, and I’m fresh out of topics.”
“I’ll come with you,” Harrison offers, “I spent a year in India, so my Hindu isn’t so bad.”
“Are you sure? I can come with you guys?” Addison asks, almost panicked.
“Actually, why don’t you stay,” I tell her. “Mom mentioned some stuff about this manuscript she wanted your feedback on.”
When Addison walks toward the kitchen, Cruz and Harrison begin to walk to the door. The moment the door shuts behind them, I follow her, leaning against the frame of the wall with my arms folded beneath my chest.
She continues to ignore me, staring into the fridge. I do my best to control my temper, biting down on my lip to calm myself as much as possible.
“Okay, since you won’t talk. I’ll ask the question again. Why were you on a date?”
Addison turns to face me with wild eyes. “You don’t call or message me for one whole week. I’m not sure why you deserve an answer, Masen. By the way things were left off between us, I assume you have moved on.”
“So, is that why you went on a date?”
“It wasn’t a date,” she argues, turning away.
“Did you fuck him?”
Her gaze snaps in my direction as she lets out a forceful breath. “I’m not that type of woman. Contrary to what you may think, I don’t sleep around. What happened between us was a mistake. It’s done, and maybe you should leave before your brother hears us arguing.”
She turns her back toward me, and without even thinking, I take steps to move in closer. When she’s trapped between me and the refrigerator, she closes the door with a sigh.
“Masen,” she barely whispers. “Let’s not do this, please.”
I don’t listen, knowing she wants me to touch her. Goosebumps cover her skin, and I can almost smell the arousal between her legs. I slide my hands beneath her skirt and thrust my fingers inside her, not giving her a chance to pull away.
Addison places her hands on the stainless-steel door, glancing at the front door in a panic. She’s crumbling beneath my touch, riding my fingers just like she would my cock.
“Did you think going on a date with another man was a smart idea?” I demand to knowas she bites her tongue, not saying a word.“Answer me, Addison.”
“I don’t belong to you.”
My fingers go in deeper, at the same time, she attempts to swallow and silence her moan.
“Is that so? So, you don’t care if I fuck other women? Make their pussy come all over my pierced cock?”
In a sudden move, she grabs my wrist and pulls my fingers out, swiftly turning around so we’re face-to-face.
“Don’t do this.”
“Do what, exactly?”
“Try to make me jealous.”
“Well,” I say, running my thumb against her bottom lip. “You had no problem making me jealous, now did you?”
“I hate you right now,” she tells me with fire in her eyes. “I hate that I want you and all you’ll give me is sex.”
“I never said that, Addison.”
“Then why didn’t you call or text?”
“Why didn’t you?” I counter.
“Because I’m not that girl.”
