Page 9 of Wicked Dix


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Maddy looks at me with nothing but apology in her eyes, but I smile, kissing her quickly on the lips. “Lucky you packed your pj’s.”

She leans into my mouth and whispers, “I didn’t.”

I almost choke on my excitement while Maddy smugly rises. My gaze falls to her lengthy legs, and very vivid images of those legs spread open before me invade my brain. I need this woman on my tongue and in my mouth this instant.

But I play it cool and stand also, as I have no intention of being in a room with Juliet for any longer than I have to. “I’m just going out for a smoke.”

“Okay. See you soon.” She leans forward and kisses me briefly on the lips. It’s too brief, but it’ll have to tide me over for now.

Sebastian is talking to a non-enthused Juliet about the baby while I excuse myself and head outside. I can feel her eagle eyes on me the entire time.

Walking down the paved path, I decide to take a tour around the grounds, as I have no idea how long Maddy will be. Tonight hasn’t been too painful, but I suppose it’s only just begun.

As I pensively smoke my Marlboro, I look out into the vastness, the murky blackness of the lake hiding the secrets ofwhat went on here. This house holds so many secrets. Ones I wish I knew. And others, I wish I didn’t.

“I’m going to make all your dreams come true.”

And just like that, my peace shatters, and I’m surrounded with clamor. “You’re going to run away from home and join the circus?” I bluntly reply, not even bothering to turn around.

“You don’t mean that.” Her shoes crunch over the pebbles, indicating she’s getting closer and closer—which is my cue to move the fuck away.

Without a second thought, I openly reveal, “I have absolutely no qualms about running you over with my car.”

Her floral smell, a scent I used to crave, catches on the light breeze and fetches so many memories—memories I wish I could dig out of my brain. But I can’t.

“Why are you being so cruel?”

I take a long drag before replying, “What can I say…you bring out the best in me. You always have.”

She ignores my insolence. “You’re not serious about Pollyanna, are you?”

“If you’re referring to Madison, then yes, I’m very serious.” I keep my back turned because the sight of her makes me sick.

“Dixon…”

The moment I feel her hand on my shoulder, I spin around and snarl, “Donottouch me.”

She appears taken back by my hostility. “What the hell is the matter with you? There was a time when you actually enjoyed being with me. Enjoyed fucking me,” she adds, running a sharp fingernail down my arm.

I feel as if she’s slicing a knife through my flesh. I slap her hand off me. “I plead insanity for that period of my life.”

Her face twists in confusion. “I must have been fucking nuts to touch you voluntarily.” Watching her mouth drop, I add, “Asinteresting as this little catch-up has been, I have better things to do—like not look at you.”

I butt out my smoke and attempt to shove past her, but she stops me. “You seem to be forgetting our little secret. A certain secret which could destroy your career.” She smugly folds her arms across her busty chest, challenging me.

The action infuriates me further, and what little resolve I have left explodes. “You know what?” I lunge into her face. “Tell whoever you want.” I spread my arms out wide. “I don’t care anymore. I’d prefer that than being blackmailed into being your little gopher boy.”

I’ve caught her completely off guard, and it’s a sight to celebrate. But my celebration is short-lived.

“I’ll tell your preciousangelo,” she threatens, verbally shitting on my term of endearment.

I narrow my eyes. “Go ahead. Actually, you know what? I’ll tell her. That option is far better than what you propose I do.”

The frantic pounding of her carotid pulse reveals that she’s either frightened or, God forbid, turned on by our exchange. “And what exactly is that?” she asks, licking her lips quickly.

“I have no fucking clue! Ten days ago, you cornered me, and you know what happens when you corner a rabid dog?” She shakes her head, her chest beginning to rise. “It bites.”

Her hand flutters over her throat. “I’m quite accustomed to your biting, Dr. Mathews. I recall every single one.”

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