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I left one hand wrapped around his neck, the other pressed firmly against the small of his back when I pulled off his lips.
“Did you sleep with her?” His voice was ragged.
“No.”
His eyes flashed to mine, hope burnishing the brown with a golden hue. “Please don’t lie.”
“I’m not lying, Wes. I mean it. I did not sleep with her.”
He blinked, searching my eyes, and I stared back at him calmly, letting him search all he wanted. Letting him see it all. Finally, he relented, ducking his head. “I’m cold.”
With him tucked into my side, we went to the Range Rover, passing my Harley that was parked right beside it. When Wes was inside, I asked him for my jacket and then draped it over the bike. It would help block some of the wind Win was going to have to drive home in.
I felt a little bad… but then I thought about that guy with his hands all over Wes just moments ago, and suddenly, a few-minutes’ drive home on the Harley seemed like a fitting punishment.
Inside the car, I turned the heat on full blast, driving us home in silence.
Wes said nothing. I said nothing. Though, the thick tension in the car was everything but nothing.
The townhouse was quiet and dark when I let us inside. The only sounds came from the keys clattering onto a table and my boots being shucked against the wall.
Wes hovered near the door leading in from the garage after having kicked off his shoes too. Dragging my eyes over his half-dressed body, another wave of jealousy crashed over me. There was an arrow pointing toward his dick.
Mydick.
“Who did that?” I barked, making his eyes widen.
“What?”
Grumbling, I moved to him, jabbing a finger at the arrow. He laughed under his breath. I caught his face in a punishing grip. “You drunk? Did that asshole ply you with liquor?”
Oh, the urge to go back and cause bodily damage made me shake.
“No,” Wes said, not resisting the way I held his face. “I didn’t have anything.”
My eyes narrowed. “Not even a beer?”
“No. He offered. I declined.”
“Fucker wanted to get you drunk and take advantage.”
“Maybe. But I wanted a clear head for every decision I made tonight.”
I growled. “And what decision was that?”
He shrugged one shoulder. “Guess we’ll never know.”
Just the suggestion that someone else could have had him made my blood boil. “You are such a brat.”
“Then why’d you come?” He challenged.
“Becauseyou’remybrat.”
His brow lifted. “Am I?”
I released his face in favor of wrapping my hand around his wrist to tow him along behind me. “I’m not talking to you anymore until I wash away every mark some other man put on your body.”
“Sucks, doesn’t it?” Wes mused as I hauled him up the stairs.
