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“I don’t need to see. I know. I felt it. This wasn’t a quick get off and leave. This wasmore. He had to feel something too, or else he would have blown the whole thing off like it was no big deal. Instead, he ran. In the room, when it was just us, he wanted me to touch him. He obviously knew it was me.”
“Shit, this is a lot.”
“You fucking think?”
Dropping my head back, I stared at the ceiling, hoping an idea would come to me. A way to fix things for Perry. A way to explore things with Dominic. But that didn’t sit right. I still loved Perry. I couldn’t let him go so easily, even if I’d never have him. What did it mean though?
“You need to talk to Dom,” Greer told me as I focused on him again. Hearing what he said solidified it. Greer knew I wouldn’t be able to move forward or calm the hell down until this was settled between Dominic and me, whatever it was. “Think about what you want first. You can’t go to him and ask for a casual fuck.”
“He’s a dancer and does private sessions. What if I wasn’t the first guy he did that with?”
“I’m not answering that because you already know it’s bullshit. That’s not Dom. What he did with you was what he wanted. With you.”
“I’m not special.”
A loud smack against the table jolted me in my seat. Greer was fierce in front of me. “Don’t say that shit. You’re special. You’re a goddamn Lynx. Do you think Perry would trust you if you weren’t? That his dad would? Now, knock this shit off and figure out how to handle things with Dom. You won’t feel better until you do.”
I opened my mouth to respond when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to find a text message.
Dexen: Get your ass over here and fix him.
Me: Huh?
Dexen: Dom. You broke him. I don’t know what’s going on but he can’t dance like this.
Me: You think I can fix him?
Dexen: Yes. Now move your ass before I have someone move it for you.
“Jesus,” I muttered. “I have to go to Untouchable.”
Greer stood when I did. “What’s going on?”
“Apparently I broke Dom and have to fix him.”
The grin that lit my brother’s face was smug as fuck. “Yeah, you do.”
I shoved him on my way past. Asshole.
7
DOMINIC
Cold dread poured over me when I reached the stage. I couldn’t see it the same way I usually did. The music didn’t soothe me, didn’t set me free. The lights that would be on me, the eyes of the members grazing my skin like a delicate touch. I didn’t want it. Couldn’t do it. Everything felt… wrong.
It changed and I hadn’t meant for it to.
“Dom,” I heard a second before Dexen turned me around, his hands gently taking mine.
I squeezed my eyes shut, willing him to not look too deep, to not see the torture there. He felt it all the same. The full body shaking I couldn’t control.
Vaguely, I heard him to tell someone to put another dancer on stage. But it was like he was in another room, a whisper of his command.
The next thing I knew, I was being ushered down the hall to a room I’d only been in a handful of times over the years. My ass met a cushioned leather couch so soft, I lay on my side and curled into a ball.
Dexen crouched in front of me. He pushed my mask off my face and undid my tie. I hadn’t realized I was pulling at it until he pried my fingers free. Softly he said, “Tell me what happened.”
“I can’t dance.”
