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I’d physically felt him in that room. A sensual shiver had rippled down my spine, and I’d left after just a quick perusal.
Now, I place my hand on the door handle, press down and walk in.
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22
Rhys
I’m sitting at my desk fucking around on my computer when Thayer walks into my bedroom and slams the door shut behind her.
Anger radiates off her as she levels a venomous glare at me. It makes her chest pump up and down dramatically with every breath.
I turn my chair towards her and her gaze drops down over my naked torso and continues on to the gray tracksuit bottoms I’m wearing.
Seeing her has fresh jealousy and rage blooming in my chest.
I wonder if he’s kissed her since he got here.
He’s had to. It’s the first thing I’d do.
My hand grips the pencil in my hand so tightly that it shatters in my hold.
The feeling in my stomach crosses the line into painful at the thought that he’s going to kiss her and probably fuck her tonight.
I toss the two pencil pieces on the desk.
“What are you doing here?” I ask her.
Her eyes jolt from where they’d been transfixed on my body and snap back up to meet mine.
“I could ask you the same thing.” She jabs. “I waited for you at practice but you stood me up.”
I rise and casually put my hands in my pockets as I approach her.
“So you came to my house?”
“I was worried about you!” She exclaims. “I thought you might have gotten into a car accident or something.”
“As you can see, I’m fine. You didn’t have to come all this way.” I say.
I start to turn back towards the chair, but she stops me by grabbing my forearm, forcing me to look back at her.
“Don’t do that.” She says, “Don’t dismiss me when we’re talking, we’re not done.”
‘Why are you here?” I ask her. “Your boyfriend of however many years is in town and you should be with him, but instead you’re with me. Going to practice with me. Texting me. Coming to my house to look for me. Why the fuck is that?”
“Well, if we’re being strictly technical, my boyfriend is downstairs so–”
“Hold up.” I cut in. Stepping up to Thayer smoothly, I force her to lift her chin and look me in the eye. “What are you saying? You brought him to my house?” I ask, my voice vibrating with anger.
She takes in my looming body and the electricity crackling between us with widened eyes, her mouth slightly parted and her tongue peeking out between her lips.
“I would never do that. He invited himself.” She says defensively. “Just… leave him alone please.”
“Does he know you’re here?” I thunder. “Does he know you’re alone in my bedroom with me?”
