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An hour ago, I sent him a text message to meet me here, on the third floor of the house I turned into office space for all of us except Ciera, though she knows she’s welcome to use any space here. It’s hers, but I thought having her own office in her own home would please her more than one across the street.
“Then start speaking, motherfucker. I have shit to do.” He doesn’t look at me. His eyes roam around the room, taking everything in for the first time.
“The only shit you’ll be doing is bending over and puking up the contents in your guts after I slam my fist into it if you keep on with your bullshit.”
Pushing off the edge of the desk, I step towards him, unsure if I will carry out my threat or kiss him instead.
It’s been too damn long.
Besides the few hours we had together four days ago, he hasn’t been around. He hasn’t texted. He hasn’t seen Ciera, and it’s affecting her more than she’ll admit. There’s a void in our bed without him in it.
Stopping in front of him, I reach around his left side, wrap my hand around the edge of the door and swing it closed.
“You aren’t sleeping in my bed. You aren’t even sleeping in your own,” I admit. He may not be around, but I still know where he is at all times of the day and night just like anyone else that means shit to me. I’m psycho in my stalking, but they all know I do it, him included.
I step a few inches closer, the material of my button-down shirt touching his as his arctic eyes finally settle on mine.
“Whose bed have you been in?”
“None of your goddamn business, motherfucker.”
“Have you cheated?” Planting my palm flat against his chest, I shove him backward until he’s against the door and I’m crowding his personal space, putting our shoes toe to toe.
A sardonic laugh leaves his lips, but all it does is piss me off, making my fingers bend as I fist his shirt.
“I’d have to be in a committed relationship for it to be considered cheating.”
“Have you fucked anyone else?” I seethe, spit flying from my mouth and hitting him in the face.
After taking a breath, he finally says, “No.”
Relief eases the vise gripping my heart. Leaning forward, my heels coming off the ground slightly, I smash my lips to his as my hands reach for his hips, holding him in place.
He kisses me back just as brutally, but the taste of bliss on my tongue is short-lived when he shoves me away.
“Do that again and I’ll gut you like a fish.”
What the fuck?!
Not heeding his warning, I step toward him again, only this time I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and yank him to me. Our lips smash together, his breath hot as it mingles with mine.
Instead of shoving me away, he drives his fist into my ribs, stealing the air from my lungs.
“Just because I didn’t fuck someone else does not mean I didn’t go looking. I’m just not into toys I can easily break.”
Before I can register what I’m doing, my fist clocks him in the jaw, the force of the punch sending a ripple of pain up my arm.
“Putting your dick in places it isn’t allowed or letting anyone other than Ciera or I touch you will only get them sent to the county morgue and a blade shoved through your eye, Krishna.” I let the honesty in my lethal tone slam against his thick skull, but his bored expression sends me over the edge. “You are mine, goddammit. I’ll share you with my pet, but that’s it.”
“In what fucking world does you beingmarriedtoher, me fuckingyourwife, or me fuckingherhusband, work? It doesn’t. This is over. We’re done.”
“Like hell we are.” I shove my index finger against his temple. “So get your shit in there straight and be home tonight. If I come looking for you and find you with anyone else, and I do mean any-fucking-body, I will paint a goddamn canvas with their insides while you watch.”
Having had enough of me being in control, he pushes against my chest, knocking my feet backward. He does it again, and then a third time until my ass is braced against the edge of his unused desk.
“Do you love her?” He gets in my face. Our eyes lock and our lips are so close I can feel his breath fanning across mine.
“Yes,” I answer honestly and without hesitation. That emotion shouldn’t be possible. Not for me. I thought I put every safeguard in place to prevent myself from falling in love. Somehow, it slipped through a crack in my armor and planted seeds without me knowing.
