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I pull my hand closer to my face so I can read the last ring of letters when I realize it’s different.
Between the last knuckle and the bottom of my fingernail are the wordsTil Death.
“I hate you.” I don’t raise my voice, but it still fills the room.
Dominic shakes his head once. “No, you don’t.”
“I do.” I’m still looking at my finger.
“You want to. But you don’t have hate in you, Angel.”
I hold my hand back out, turning my narrowed eyes on Dom. “Seriously, Dominic. What the hell is this?”
“I asked you if you’d wear my ring, and you said no.”
I wave my hand around. “Are you fucking insane?” This time I do shout. “You can’t just tattoo me! And mywhole finger? What is wrong with you?”
Dominic flips the covers off and climbs out of bed.
He strides toward me. “I asked you and you said no.”
“Is that your argument?” My eyes widen. “If the question had beenwill you wear my ring, or would you prefer I tattoo your whole-ass finger like a psycho, my answer would’ve been a little different.”
“Your answer was honest.”
“Dominic,” I snap. “You cannot just tattoo me.”
“You. Are. My. Wife.” He punctuates each word with a step, stopping directly before me. “And people need to know that. If I can’t trust you to wear a ring, I’ll mark you myself for everyone to see.”
My mouth opens and closes.
This man is unreal.
“You couldn’t just put your name once?” I ask, knowing I’d still be pissed about that. But the whole finger…?
“Four.” He leans closer. “One to replace every other dick you’ve touched.”
I just blink at him.
Every dick I’ve touched?
When did I tell him how many men I’ve slept with?
“Vegas.” Dom answers my silent question.
“When did…”
“After our wedding ceremony, when you were begging me to let you come, you were also answering any question I asked you. You really need to learn how to watch your drink.”
“You are such a—” I bite off my sentence and shake my hand between us. “Four men! You did this because, at the age of twenty-five, I’ve been with a total offourmen.”
Dom crosses his arms. “They’ve touched what’s mine.”
“Yours?” I scoff. “You tricked me into this. Into all of this.”
“Doesn’t make you any less mine.”
“And what about you?” I hiss, jabbing my pointer finger into his chest. “How many vaginas have you stuck your stupid cock in? I bet it’s more than fucking four.”
