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But damn it, the way Sol had fucked him last night—
No. That wasn’t right. The way they’dmade lovelast night. That was what had given him the courage to speak the way he did.
How could I get it so wrong?
“Oh my God.” Toby expelled a breath. “You’re in love with him.”
There seemed little point in hiding anymore.
“Yes.”
“Does he know that?”
“I said something last night that might’ve given the game away. I didn’t think he could hear me. Turns out I was wrong.” His chest felt as if a boa constrictor had curled itself around his ribcage and was slowly tightening its coils.
I scared him off, didn’t I?
“Fuck.” Toby’s face contorted.
“I shouldn’t have said anything.”
And Sol shouldn’t have bolted, not like this. Not without one single fucking word.
That stopped him in his tracks.
“So much for communication,” he said, unable to rein in his bitterness. “What the fuck does that say about the relationship between a Dom and his sub?”
“Wait—you and Sol—you’re—”
Butch barely heard him. “I thought we were supposed to be open and honest with each other, or does that only go one way?” He snorted. “Great lesson you’re teaching me here, Sol.”
“Hey.Hey!” Toby’s face tightened. “If he’s your Dom, then don’t doubt him, okay?”
Butch gaped at him. “Are you for real? He just walked away without a goddamn word.”
“I know, but…” Toby took his hat off and scraped his fingers through his hair. “This isn’t like Sol, all right? He doesn’t back away without an explanation, not as a Dom at any rate. He always keeps things professional, just like I do.”
“You call this professional?” Butch’s heart pounded, his body was tense as fuck, and his stomach quivered.
Toby tried to take hold of Butch’s arm, but he shrugged free. “Butch, come with me, please. We need to talk.”
“I’m not talking to anyone but Sol. This has nothing to do with you.”
Toby rolled out a heavy sigh. “But I think I’m the only one who can shed light on this.”
Butch froze. “What?”
“Sol may be a Dom, but he’s also someone with a past, and I guess it’s hard to talk about that past, even if he does understand psychology and deals with people’s problems all the time.” Toby’s eyes were warm. “He just has a hard time dealing with his own.” He laid his hand on Butch’s arm, only this time, Butch didn’t shrug it off. “Come on up to the house. We can’t talk here, and there’s stuff I need to tell you.”
“About Sol?”
Toby nodded. “There are things you need to know.”
They walked toward the sloping path. Butch’s head was spinning, and he wanted to throw up.
Am I ever gonna see him again?
By the time they reached the house, Butch was on the point of calling Sol to tell him to turn the fuck around and come back.
