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“I didn’t think she’d do this, come down here to bother you.”
She turns her head, her eyes finding mine from over her shoulder. “You didn’t think that she would come down here?” she asks.
She stands before turning completely around to face me. She’s got her arms crossed over her chest, her gaze holding mine. I think I said something to make this worse. Judging by the look on her face, she isn’t feeling any better than she was before I came in here.
My first instinct is to fuck her to take her mind off it all, but I’m not sure that would work.
“I didn’t,” I mumble, wishing I could just stop talking about the whole fucking situation all together.
“Okay,” she exhales. But she doesn’t seem okay at all.
“I have to go out of town for a few days,” I murmur.
She doesn’t smile, doesn’t take a step toward me. In fact, she gives me a completely blank stare. “Okay,” she says, repeating her answer.
Cursing to myself, I close the distance between us. I lift my hand to wrap my fingers around the side of her neck, feeling the silky soft skin beneath my fingertips. She’s so fucking fragile. Every goddamn part of her.
If I were a better man, I would set her free. She’s too young to be my wife, too young to have the life I can give her. She should find someone her own age, start a family with him, grow old with him, too.
I’m already old.
By the time she’s my age, I’ll be in my sixties. But I can’t let her go. Looking into her eyes, I know that there is nobody else in this whole fucked-up world for me but her. Leaning forward, I touch my forehead to hers.
“I’ll be home in a few days. We’ll fix whatever the fuck this is,” I say.
I mean it.
Whatever this is, I’ll fix it.
I’m also going to demand a fucking paternity test sooner rather than later. Because fuck Tempt if she’s not carrying my kid. All she’s doing is stirring up drama, and I want to know why she thinks it will do anything.
I don’t want a fucking thing to do with her.
I fucked her once.
That was all it was.
All it would ever be.
A one-time fuck before I was even married.
“Fix the fact that you’ve got a wife and whatever she is? I don’t think that’s fixable, Itch. And I just need to be okay with it. I knew this wasn’t going to be like a regular marriage.”
I’m a bit taken aback by her words. “What the fuck are you saying?” I ask.
She opens her mouth just as the door to the back room opens. It’s Roadkill. “We gotta go, brother. Just got a call from the supplier,” he grinds out, and he does not sound happy about it at all.
“We’re having this discussion when I get back,” I say, dropping my hand from her neck, but before I walk away from her, I slam my mouth against hers in a hard closed-mouth kiss.
She is mine, and I’m telling her that in this fucking kiss.
PIPER
Reese doesn’t say anything as she drives me home. I’m thankful for that. I feel as though Tempt put this entire cloud on the day, on the evening, on my entire world. Then Itch came and left, and now I’m alone.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you for a while?”
Shifting my gaze over to the house, I stare at it for a moment, then flick my attention back to meet hers. I would love to ask her to stay, but at the same time, I know I need to get used to being alone. I have a feeling that this is going to be a normal occurrence.
