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“There’s no talking to you when you’re being like this.”
“Like what?”
“A brat.”
“You wanna bend me over and turn my ass red,Daddy?”
“Not really. I don’t really like fucking people who hate me.”
I wanted to tell him I didn’t hate him. I was hurt. I was confused. But fuck, my treacherous body still craved this man, no matter how much I wanted to walk away. Instead, I said, “But you like fucking men who don’t remember you?”
“I’m not gonna quit just because you’re annoyed with me.”
“Fine. I’ll get Addi to fire you.”
Before we could say anything else we were silenced as Lea was suddenly swept up in a strange man’s arms. He spun her around before placing a long kiss on her lips, until she pushed him away, laughing. He leaned in and whispered something before she swatted at his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him close.
“Who’s that?” Dawson asked.
“No clue, but she looks happy he’s here. Unlike us.”
Lea still hadn’t spoken to any of us since she threw us out this morning. She’d done everything she could to avoid us and not give us an opportunity to talk to her. I’d texted her, left her voicenotes, and even begged Addi to talk to her, but nothing seemed to have worked.
“Do you think—” I started, but Dawson spoke before I could finish.
“No. I don’t. Don’t even go there. She’s pissed enough with you already. Don’t start accusing her of hooking up with someone else just because she’s annoyed with us.”
“At me, you mean.”
“Well, more you than me and Muscles, but we’re all still in her bad books.”
“And you’re in mine.”
Dawson moved to stand in front of me, caging his hands against the bar. “Do you remember when we first hooked up with Lea and you used to get annoyed with me calling you Bunny?”
“Still fucking hate that name,” I groaned out as he ran his tongue over the shell of my ear.
“Is that why you’re hard?” He pushed his hips forward, rubbing his tented pants over my rock hard cock.
“I’m hard because I was looking at Lea.”
“Liar.”
I reared back, my eyes widening and my breathing becoming shallow. “You can fucking talk.”
Dawson leaned in close and for a second I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead, he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth, making me hiss as the pain traveled straight to my aching balls.
He let go and dragged his nose up the column of my neck until his lips found my ear again. “There’s a bathroom down the hall. You want me on my knees while you fuck my face, Bunny? Do you want to put all that rage to good use?”
“No,” I groaned, but I didn’t sound convincing.
Glancing around to make sure no one was close enough to hear, Dawson leaned back in. “You don’t want me choking on that beautiful cock, eyes watering, struggling to breathe.”
I fisted his shirt, leaning my head on his chest. “Daw.” My voice sounded desperate.
Without saying another word, he slipped his fingers into mine and tugged me behind him, through a door markedstaff only, down a dark corridor to an accessible bathroom. Locking the door, he pushed me against it. I hated how much I craved his closeness and how much I wanted to touch him.
“I’m so fucking angry with you. Why didn’t you just tell me when we first hooked up?”
