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“You cannot simply dismiss me, Mr. Lexin-”
“Yeah, I can,” Stone fired back, not giving a fuck. “We’re done here. Kincaid defended herself against a piece of shit predator, and that’s the end of it.” Then, in a show of solidarity, everyone started filing out of the building, but once we were outside, Kincaid fucked me all up.
Waiting for everyone to say their goodbyes, then take off, she looked up at me when we stopped by her car. “I need to stay and talk with Alexander about something.”
“What?”
“I’ll meet you back at my plac-”
“The fuck you will,” I snapped. “I’m not leaving you here alone to talk to those fucks in there.”
“Fox-”
“No,” I kept snapping. “I’m not fucking leaving you, Kincaid. Plus, what’s so fucking important that you need to talk to him?”
Her face lost all its expression when she said, “It’s private.”
“Pri…private?” I stuttered, stunned and madder than hell. “Private? You have something private to talk to Alexander about?”
“Yes.”
That’s it.
A simple yes, and the lid was off my temper. All that dark, ugly, unresolved shit that we’d been ignoring in favor of sex came bubbling to the surface. “You know what? Fine,” I sneered down at her. “Do whatever the fuck you want to, Kincaid. We both know you always will anyway.”
“I promise-”
“What? What do you promise? To love me forever? To never leave me? For me to be the only one?” I hissed, firing off her promises from three years ago. “Because three months isn’t forever, Kincaid. Not to mention that you did leave me. And let’s not forget the obvious that I’m not the only one. You might have bled on my cock, but my dick’s not the only one acquainted with that tight pussy of yours, now is it?
Her face didn’t betray a single emotion. Kincaid just stood there, taking the hate that I was spewing, and it was scraping me raw all over. Was she letting me yell at her because she felt she deserved it or because she didn’t care? Whichever it was, I didn’t have to strength for it tonight.
“Go talk to Alexander,” I spat. “Hell, spend the night with all three of them if that’s what you want. Because if it is, it’s not like what I think or feel fucking matters.”
Done with being Kincaid Black’s emotional punching back, I got in my car, then drove off without a second look back. I had no idea what she needed to talk to Alexander about, but her answer of it being private was enough to remind me that I wasn’t shit. It wasn’t enough that she had a lifetime of secrets with Saxton, now she had secrets with Alexander.
A part of me wanted to go back and demand answers, but the part that reflected my self-awareness knew that if I went back, I would probably end up killing her. I was furious enough to wrap my hands around her neck and end it all. Chris Rock had a stand-up where he once said that if you’ve never contemplated killing your partner, then you’ve never been in love, and, boy, wasn’t that the truth.
I wasn’t sure if we even needed to have that talk anymore. I wasn’t even sure if it would matter. Kincaid was Kincaid, and she was unapologetic about it.
Three years ago, it had fascinated me. Three years ago, it had me mesmerized. Three years ago, I had fallen in love with the amazement of how Kincaid Black gave no fucks.
Now, not so much.
