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“You were thinking with your dick.”
“I was thinking you’d get me off again.”
My body grows warm, my skin heating up. Oh, fuck. I like this. I like himalmostbegging.
“You going to ask me nicely?”
“Fuck no. I don’t even want it anymore. I’m bored with this.”
He closes his eyes and pretends to snore, so I watch him intently, my head propped up in my hand, my bottom lip pulled between my teeth. I don’t know why I ever thought he was unattractive. Perhaps I just never let myself go there. But stretched out here like this, he looks…sensational.
Without warning, my finger trails along his chest, bouncing over his protruding ribs and down to the waistband of his boxers. His snores peter out and my lips twitch even more.
It’s the lack of sleep that’s making me like this. That must be it. There’s no other reason for me to behave like this.
“You’re such a faker.”
“I’m as real as they come. What you see is what you get. Unlike you.” His eyes pop open and he glowers at me. “You are so serious, so fucking stoic, but what are you really? Who the fuck are you? And who the hell is Abigail?”
“Abigail?” My sister’s name on his lips makes me pause.
“Who the hell is she? Is she your wife? Is that why you need to stay in your lane?” He’s breathing fire now, so angry. He looks fierce like this, even tied up. Now I can see how he’s Anthony’s son. The way he’s eyeing me, the angry set of his jaw. I’ve never seen this look on Angelo, but I’ve seen it on Diablo a few times.
If he were bigger, he’d be fearsome.
But he’s so damn small. I could crush him.
Could just take his dick in my hand and make it disappear. Like magic.
“Want me to tell you who Abigail is?”
“No. I don’t care.”
“But you just asked me.”
“Changed my mind. You’re boring. I don’t care if you have a wife and you touched my dick. That just makes you a slimy, ugly man. You’re a disgrace…”
“She’s my sister,” I interrupt and his tumbling words suddenly come to a stop.
“Abigail’s your sister?” he asks, and I nod.
“The small, tiny, short one?”
“One and the same.”
His eyes narrow at me. “Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Why would I? I don’t share this kind of stuff with you.”
His cheeks puff out in frustration. “Yeah, well, maybe you should share things every once in a while. You know everything about me, but I know nothing about you.”
“I’m just your bodyguard. You don’t need to know anything about me.”
“I know. But I want to.”
“You don’t want to know me. You want to use any and all information I give you against me.”
The orange in his eyes flickers.
