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“It’s not,” he retorts with a snarl.
Knowing that I won’t win this fight, I sit down on the floor and pull my knees up to my chest and lean my chin on them.
“Your friend can be a real dick when he wants to be,” I mutter at Hale.
“Hey, not my problem. He’s your boyfriend, not mine.” He smirks.
My forehead wrinkles at Hale’s comment, wondering how he came up with such a ludicrous idea. Gray and I have this undeniable heat between us that threatens to burn us both to a cinder, but that doesn’t mean that Gray is now my boyfriend.
Does it?
Just as the thought seeps into my head, it’s my heart that offers a true response.
Gray is so much more than that. He’s the man I’m falling in love with. He’s the man who carved his name into my flesh just as he branded my heart with it.
I am his now, unequivocally and forever.
And he’s mine.
Unequivocally.
And forever.
Live with it, bitch.
CHAPTER19
Gray
“Your girl is pissed,” Hale mumbles in my ear, loving the tension in my living room.
“How can you tell?” I ask sarcastically, since it’s evident that she is by the way she’s hammering the lock on the steel box she was able to steal from the group home. I’m sure she’s picturing my face with each forceful strike.
I could have whatever is in that box in my hands right about now, but I knew Zoey needed to blow off some steam, and usually for her that involves either fucking or breaking shit up.
With Hale here, I thought the latter would be preferable.
“And this is why I prefer my women docile. I could never sleep at night thinking that the woman lying next to me had the power to cut my balls off,” Hale adds mockingly.
“Don’t fool yourself, Hale. I’m sure there are plenty of women out in the world that fantasize about cutting off your junk,” Zoey interjects between hits, making us aware that she could hear every word we just said.
I try to keep my smile in check, but it’s hard to pull off when she’s acting like a brat.
“Fantasizing and actually having the balls to do it are two different matters,” Hale responds, holding his dick in his hands to drive the point home.
“What is it with men and balls?” she proclaims, stopping her hammer in the air to raise her eyebrow mockingly like we are naughty kids. “If I were you, I’d be more scared of some girl messing up that pretty face of yours. In fact, I’d love to see one of them try it.”
“Not the money maker,” Hale retorts, aghast. “You know what? Your girl is evil. I’m grabbing a beer before she gets any ideas of swinging that hammer on me.”
“Good call,” Zoey teases, watching Hale leave the room for the kitchen.
When her eyes fall off him and onto mine, her teasing smile disappears from her face.
“You done?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Does it look like I’m done?” she sneers at me.
Fuck, I shift and try to ignore my hard-on. That fire inside her makes me crazy, and despite her anger, I’m debating letting her rip at me with her claws if it means getting in that bratty cunt.
