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I went to look for Jagger, and after finding him at the bar, I pulled him to me by his cut and leaned in closer so he could hear me over the music. “Take Remedy home. She’s in the upstairs bathroom.”
“Is she okay?”
“Yeah. You good to ride home?”
He shook his head. Shit. He was drunk too. I tensed and ran a hand through my hair. “Go get her. I’ll wait outside by the truck.”
He left Nancy without saying goodbye, and while he went to grab Remedy, I went outside and waited.
***
“Thanks for the drive,” Jagger said as he pulled Remedy out of the backseat. He cooed her in his arms, holding her like a bride.
I gave a nod. She was already knocked out when he walked to my truck, and she kept sleeping the whole ride to Woodrow’s.
Watching me get off on Dina’s body must’ve exhausted her.
“You gonna stay with her?” I asked, looking over at her in his arms.
“Yeah.”
Good.
I didn’t want her to be alone tonight.
Or ever.
But that wasn’t in my fucking power anyway.
I shouldn’t care. She didn’t belong to me. She wasn’t my responsibility.
Jagger gave me a nod, then walked up the few steps to the front door of the house.
I waited for them to get inside, and once they were out of sight, I drove off to give Dina another chance.
This time, I knew exactly who to focus my mind on.
Chapter 9
REMEDY
My head was pounding, but I managed to get up and take a shower. When I opened my eyes this morning, I was immediately reminded of what had happened last night.
I had the image of Fender’s naked body burned into my mind, and no matter how turned off I was by the fact that he had used the woman to shoot his load on, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
How did he have such an effect on me, even when he was with a different woman?
I wanted to be her. Be the one lying underneath him. The one riding him. But I wasn’t good enough for that.
I was inexperienced and young. Hell, I was naïve to believe that a man like Fender would ever want to have sex with me.
I was just a kid in his eyes. A girl who was raised by men like him, and yet was nothing like the women they fucked.
Tightening my ponytail, I shot myself an annoyed glance in the mirror, then walked back into my bedroom to find Jagger sitting up and leaning against the headboard.
“Morning,” he said with his usual pretty-boy grin. “You’re up early.”
I sighed and crawled back under the covers. I had only gone to splash some water in my face and brush my teeth which I should’ve done last night, but then I didn’t even remember coming home.
