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I fucking hate it, but I know what I need and I’m going to make it happen no matter what.
I will not lose my head after only a few hours. The orgasms have been insane, but they haven’t entirely addled my brain.
“I’ll take you to get what you need and then we can—”
“Nico, you’re not hearing me,” I say, stepping up to him and cupping his rough cheeks in my hands. “I’ve spent my life looking after myself, not allowing anyone close enough to have any impact on my decisions. This…” I say, gesturing between the two of us, “is going to take some adjusting to.”
He seems to have jumped head first into this, but I can’t forget all the reasons I act as a lone ranger quite so easily.
The last time I truly relied on someone…
I shudder thinking of all the situations Mum left me in all those years ago.
“One step at a time, yeah?”
Grabbing my phone from the bed, I open up the Uber app.
“No,” he booms, snatching my phone away from me.
“Excuse me?” I fume. “You did not just do that.”
“You’re not getting a fucking Uber. Anyone could be waiting outside this building for someone to emerge.”
“I have a new security detail, don’t I?” I ask, referring back to the meeting we had with Theo yesterday evening when he and Damien laid out the plan going forward.
“Yes, but—”
“He can take me home, then you can sleep well tonight knowing I’m safe.”
“I won’t be sleeping at all unless you’re right beside me.”
“Who would have guessed that you’d be the one with attachment issues.” Honestly, after the amount of therapy I’ve had thanks to mummy dearest, I’d have thought that would have been me.
“It’s not—I don’t—Brianna,” he breathes, sounding utterly exasperated, “I’m just trying to protect you. If something were to happen, I’d never forgive myself.”
“Nothing is going to happen to me. I’ll be safe in my flat, and then tomorrow I’ll drive myself to school with security no doubt following me. My phone is tracked, right? You’ll be able to see where I am.”
“I still think we should go and get your stuff and—”
“No.” I stand firm. “If it makes you feel better, you can take me back, but I won’t be returning here today. I need a night in my own place. It’s been… too long,” I say, having lost track of just how long I’ve been gone.
Dropping my phone to the bed once more, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and drags me into his body.
“I thought it was meant to get easier now,” he confesses quietly.
“Whatever gave you the impression that life with me would be easy?” I tease, wishing I could be the kind of person who could make his life simpler instead of fighting him at every turn. But honestly, what would be the fun in that?
“Stay here with me tomorrow night,” he begs.
“Do you think that’s appropriate, Mr. Cirillo? You have a double English lit lesson tomorrow, remember?”
“Fuck appropriate. I’m sure there are plenty of things you can teach me.”
I cringe internally, regretting bringing up this student-teacher banter. It’s wrong. So fucking wrong, and yet, it’s not going to stop me.
“Mrs. Hendrix knows, Brianna. Middleton won’t care because he can’t afford to go against Damien. And, I promise to behave.”
“Boring,” I mutter.
