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"So?"
"It suits you."
I grip the edge of the counter. "You need to leave."
"Not before I find out why you’re doing this." He shoves his hand in his pocket. "I’ve apologized to you so many times for what happened. She didn’t mean anything."
"Does she know that?"
"Yes, I told her. Tiffany and I are no longer together."
"Good for you." I flip open the tap and hold my hands under the water so I have something to do.
"I love you, Gio."
"I don’t."
"You said you did."
"I don't anymore. Infidelity can do that, you know."
"But we had it all planned out. Me, the successful athlete. You, the well-known PR guru. A wedding, consummation on our first night together—"
"Youhad it planned out."
"I wanted to do everything right. I wanted to have you for the first time after we were man and wife."
"But the rules didn’t apply to you."
"That’s what I mean, she didn’t mean anything. You did. It’s why I didn’t touch you. Plus,”—he raises a shoulder— “you didn’t seem very interested in sex anyway.”
"Wow." I slap the tap shut, wipe my hands again on another towel and fling it into the basket. "You have some nerve coming to talk to me, especially when I’m engaged to someone else." I hold up my left hand, and the light blinks off the ring.
His features darken. "You mean your sham engagement?"
"Nothing sham about it. I have a fiancé who loves me. Unlike you. You must be either completely crazy, or stupid, or both, to think I’d ever forgive you for what you did to me."
His gaze narrows, and his eyes gleam. "Is it because I didn’t fuck you? Is that why you’re trying to make me look like a fool?"
"This isn’t about you. Well, it is, because you slept with my friend—or at least, someone I thought was a friend. I suppose, I should thank you for exposing her for what she is. As for you? You did me a favor by sleeping with her. You saved me from getting married to you and"—I gasp as he grabs me by my hair and tugs. Pins scatter, and a strand of hair breaks free. He tugs again, and pain sizzles down my neck. I arch my back to try to get some slack, but he only tightens his hold on me. I paw at his wrist, but he doesn’t budge.
Anger pours off of him. My eyes water, and when I meet his gaze in the mirror, I swallow. He has a look on his face that makes my stomach twist. My skin crawls. "Did he fuck you already? Is that why you’re marrying him? First taste of sex and you think that’s the best you can get?"
"I don’tthink. Iknowit’s the best I can get," I spit out.
He bares his teeth, then pushes down with such force, I have to grab at the sink to stop myself from falling over. Another zip of pain, this time more intense, shivers down my neck. My back protests, and my shoulders hurt. The fine hairs on the back of my neck rise.Shit, shit, shit, I shouldn’t have aggravated him, but I’m so tired of playing safe. So tired of feeling torn. And I hate him. This much I know. And I don’t want anything to do with him.
"I’m going to show you what it means to be fucked by a real man."
He palms my butt, and I cry out, "Stop!"
His smile widens before he reaches down and grips the hem of my skirt.
“Rick, help me!” I scream.
That’s when the door crashes open.
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