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I block out his hollow threat, taking in the room with new eyes and feeling embarrassed. It’s just a white box, no personality, no intention, no love.
I take a deep breath. “I want all my clothes. And the stuff in the bathroom.”
There’s no point in fighting this. Even if I wanted to keep this place, King wouldn’t let me stay here.
“Anything else? We can put things in storage if you want,” he offers.
I appreciate his attempt at civility, but I shake my head. “The furniture was all cheap, and since you have a live-in chef, I’m guessing you don’t need my Target-bought kitchenware.”
“Fair.” He slides his hands into his pants pockets. “Where would you like me to start?”
I eye him in his grayish blue suit. The white shirt beneath making his tanned skin glow. “You want to help pack?”
“I’m good at folding underwear,” he grins.
I shake my head and point out the door. “You can do the bathroom.”
Thankfully, King complies, and I get to work.
I have two suitcases wedged onto the one shelf in the closet, so I drag them down and open them on the bed.
I’ve been meaning to donate some of my old clothes, the ones that no longer fit, so I sort those out into a pile on top of the dresser, folding the ones I want to keep before placing them in the suitcases.
Only a handful of minutes have gone by when I hear King’s heavy steps enter the bedroom.
“No way you’re done already,” I say, reaching for a hanger.
King doesn’t reply, and I’m just turning to look over my shoulder when his arms encircle me, yanking me back roughly against his chest, knocking the breath out of mine.
“You get one answer. And I’ll know if you’re lying.” His low voice lifts the tiny hairs on the back of my neck. “Did you use this withhim?”
I open my mouth to ask what he’s talking about, when he raises a hand in front of me. And the color drains from my face.
“Answer me,” he growls.
I stare at the neon green, vibrating, silicone cock ring, pinched between his fingers.
“K-King…” The mortification is unending. How could I forget that I had that in the bathroom.
“So help me god, if you––”
“No!” I blurt out. “I’ve never used that with anyone!”
“Don’t lie to me.”
I jab my elbow back into his side, not that he reacts. “Thought you could tell if someone was lying,” I snap. “Because I’m telling you the truth, you jerk.”
“If you haven’t used it Sweet Savannah,” his mouth presses against my ear. “Then where’s the packaging?”
“I…I never said I didn’t use it.” I can’t stop staring. “I just…I used it alone, okay?”
His breath heaves. “How does a woman use this alone?”
His change in tone is like a match to my libido.
My body starts to ache, and my nipples pebble. Dying for attention.
“How, Savannah?”
