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“Yes. She does.”
“Then she knows… I’m submissive?”
“I’m sure she assumes.”
“But I’m not wearing a collar or anything.”
“What do you need a collar for when you’re wearing me?” His thumb drifted along my jaw. He was still holding me by the throat.
I swallowed in his grasp. “I need to know who Jessica is right now, please.”
He smirked slightly. “Then ask me. But do it much nicer.”
“Shane, who is that Jessica woman?”
“She’s a trainer here at Bliss.”
My heart was thumping in my chest. I couldn’t even figure out why a small part of me was slightly turned on by the idea that Shane had possibly fucked that woman—in the past—when most of me was fucking flaming with jealousy. “You mean…thetrainer? The one you had sex with?”
“Yes. That one.”
I stared at him.
He stared at me.
“Did you really come here just to stare at me?” he asked me. “I thought you were curious.”
“I am.”
“But…?”
I took a breath and said, “But you’re the most interesting thing in this room.”
It was the same thing he said to me that night in the bar when he picked me up.
He squeezed my throat in a hungry pulse. “Say things like that, little dove, and you’re gonna get the fuck of your life tonight.”
“Do you still fuck her?” I blurted.
He eyed me and I wasn’t sure if he was thinking that that was none of my business or if he was seeing right through my pathetic jealousy.
He’s not your boyfriend. Stop pretending like he is.
You’re just gonna get crushed if you start playing that game.
“No. I don’t still fuck her.”
“Why not?”
“Because, Jolie, at the end of the day, I’m really not her flavor. And she’s not mine.”
“And what is your flavor?”
He tipped my face closer to his, his lips brushing mine as he spoke. “Apparently… little submissive girls with sassy mouths who need to learn their manners.”
“I need to use the ladies’ room.”
I did, kind of, but I was also embarrassed about how ridiculously transparent my jealousy was. I needed to get ahold of myself.
