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“And what about other guys?”
“Well… I’ve only had two actual boyfriends, I guess. Him and another real winner. And… a handful of flings. Including some one nighters. So… that’s kinda the extent of my experience with guys.”
“Why would you have a one nighter with some guy?” I demanded.
“Uh…youhad a one nighter with me. Several times.”
But I never intended for those to be only one night.
“They weren’t one nighters, Jolie.”
“I guess it didn’t turn out that way, no.”
“You wanted to see me again, each time,” I challenged.
She looked away. “Yes,” she admitted. “So did you, I think.”
“I did. And what about these other guys?” I asked her, my blood broiling as I tried to stay cool at the thought of some jerk screwing her and then never calling her. Maybe never even asking for her number. Never even pretending that he wanted to see her again.
It made me feel kinda sick.
She was sweet. Why would anyone…
And why would she?
“I asked you a question.”
She chewed her lip a bit and asked me softly, “What was the question?”
“These other guys,” I growled, “who you slept with once and never saw again. Did you want to see any of them again?”
“Maybe. One or two of them.”
“And they gave you a one night stand?”
“Yeah.”
“Why would you let some guy use you like that? Some idiot who couldn’t even see your worth. Some asshole who couldn’t be bothered to want to know you.”
“I don’t know. It seemed like a good idea at the time?”
“You’re pissing me off right now.”
“Why?”
“You think if you don’t please men they’ll leave you, just like your dad did. You think if you don’t come it’s your failure. You think you haven’t learned how to please a man, so it’s your fault when they do leave.”
She didn’t say anything, just stared at me.
“You are never having a one nighter again,” I growled, as if I had every right to. Like the bullheaded alpha I was.
It was a ridiculous thing to say, maybe, when two weeks from now she’d be in another country. She had a whole life to live without me in it. I’d have no control over what she did or with what epic douche, and it was grating at me.
“I mean… you don’t really get a say in that, do you,” she said carefully. “Not if I’m not yours.”
We stared at each other.
“Who says you’re not mine?” I was getting really growly tonight.
