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“Here, let me help you with that.” He took it and shoved it in the pocket of his shirt.
I smoothed my hair, trying to regain my composure. “I don’t understand you. You’re all over the place. One day you’re taking me for a walk on the beach and buying me dinner and screwing my brains out all night and literally the next you’re telling me you don’t care if you even see me again before the wedding.”
“I never said I didn’t care.”
“And the next time I see you, you’re ignoring me in front of your family like I’m not even there.”
“I thought that’s how you wanted it.”
“And then you’re eating me out in a hallway and coming in me…”
“I thought you enjoyed that part.”
What could I say to that? Of course I enjoyed it. The lightning-quick orgasms were pretty definitive proof. “I… I’d enjoy it a lot more if I knew I’d get to see you again.”
There. I’d said it.
I’d fucking waited, because he was the Dominant, right? I’d waited for him to take control on this part. The most important part.
Our future.
But he hadn’t said anything like that to me.
“You will see me again,” he said.
“When?”
“Tomorrow, at the newlywed brunch. You don’t leave until after that, right?”
We kept staring at each other, and it felt like there was a whole fucking universe of things that neither one of us was saying.
Or maybe it was just me.
I finally broke the silence. “How do I know you’re not going to just ignore me in front of everyone again? Are you even going to say goodbye?”
For a moment, that guarded look in his eyes seemed to soften. “Stay with me tonight. Come back to my room with me. We can disappear. Right now.”
“I can’t.” God, I wished I could. “Mom is expecting me to stay to the end of the reception. The dancing just started. I can’t just take off.”
He drew back a little. It was subtle, but I could feel his guard going up again. “Okay. Then I guess I’ll see you at brunch.”
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out before he’d turned his back to me and started walking away. Was he not coming back to the reception?
“Shane…”
He paused at the corner of the hallway, to look back at me. “Fix your dress, little dove.”
I looked down. I still had my freaking pussy out and I didn’t even notice.
What did this man do to me?
I hurried to shove my dress down as my heart hammered in my chest and my brain scrambled to figure out what to do here. Why wasn’t he asking me to stay?
When I looked up, he was already gone.
Did I just hurt his feelings or something? Because I couldn’t come back to his room with him, right now?
God, he was so confusing.
