Page 15 of Tears Like Acid


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That statement instantly fucks with me. It’s not just the lice. It’s the fact that she’ll turn to Heidi instead of to me. Unjustified jealousy burns in my stomach. It only irritates me further. God only knows why. I don’t want her to need me. But even as I tell myself that, I recognize the lie.

My answer is flat. “No.”

She clenches her hands at her sides. “Because you don’t trust me.”

“Exactly.”

“What if something happens to me out there?”

I advance on her. “Nothing is going to happen to you.”

She keeps her eyes trained on my face, tilting back her head to hold my gaze when I stop flush against her. “You don’t know that.”

I chuckle. “Don’t be so dramatic. Stay in the house like a good girl, and everything will be fine.”

“And present myself naked on my knees when you grace me with a visit,” she snaps.

“You’re a fast learner.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m afraid not yet.”

“What’s the matter?” she asks with taunting spite. “Scared you’ll catch lice?”

Taking a lock of her hair, I rub the silky strands. “The price will be a small one to pay. I’ll make the fuck worth it. Of that you can be sure.”

She steps away, her hair slipping through my fingers as she escapes the touch. “Then what are you waiting for?”

I lean a shoulder on the wall. “Is this your way of begging me?”

“In your dreams,” she says through thin lips.

“Sorry to disappoint you, cara, but I already have plans for tonight.”

She balls her hands tighter, pressing her arms stiffly at her sides. “What makes you think that will disappoint me?”

“How hard I’ll make you come if you beg me.”

Her nostrils flare. “Here’s a newsflash, Mr. Russo. I don’t need you to get me off.”

I click my tongue. “So feisty. I’m glad you didn’t lose all that fire burning in your deceitful heart.”

Her laugh is ugly. “Is the pot calling the kettle black?”

As much as I enjoy this exchange, my guests will arrive soon. Heidi is staying away longer than necessary. I’ve never done laundry, but I know for a fact it doesn’t take this much time to get a load of washing started.

“Have you eaten?” I ask.

Sabella blinks. “What?”

“Did you have dinner?”

“I had a sandwich.”

“If you’d like a snack, now’s the time to grab it.” I check my watch. “You need to be in your room in five minutes.”

Her tone is mock-sweet. “Why, are you grounding me?”

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