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“I am.”
“Then let me out,” she snapped, and that did it.
I tugged her away from the door and turned her to face me. “What’s really going on with you? You’re cold as ice, freezing me out, and that’s not okay with me.”
She exhaled a deep breath. “I’m just nervous, okay?”
“What happened last night? Did you fuck Vegas?” I studied her reaction. My gaze trailed down her neck.
“Nothing. He just got handsy, but that’s no surprise.” Suddenly her hand went to her chin, like she was hiding something.
“What are you hiding?”
“Oh, Jesus. Don’t overreact.”
“Hey, when my woman is acting weird and doesn’t want my cock anywhere near her, it’s cause to find out what’s wrong with her.”
“I’m a mother with a lot on my mind, and responsibilities. I can’t just spread my legs for you whenever you want. Jesus, is that all I’m good for? Fucking and sucking dicks?”
“What the fuck, Ella? Where is all this coming from?”
“I’m just stressed.” She turned away, and I noticed a bruise on her neck.
“He gave you a hickey?” I tugged on the collar of her hoodie for a better look.
“Stop it.” She slapped my hand away and moved back. “I don’t have time for your possessive freakouts.”
“Tell me what went on last night.”
“Now isn’t the time.”
“Tell. Me.” When she stayed silent, I went to my jeans for my switchblade and revealed the knife. “I’m only giving you one more chance, Ella. Fucking tell me what happened.”
She straightened her back. “Don’t touch me.”
“Don’t touch you? Do you actually believe you can tell me what to do?” I charged her, grabbed the hem of her sweatshirt, and sliced through the fabric from the bottom up to her neck.
“Unicorn!” she screamed. “Unicorn!”
Hearing her safe word made me freeze, but her torso was already exposed, along with bruises.
“Get out of my house!” she yelled and covered herself.
I dropped my knife and reeled her into my arms. Cupping the back of her head, I held her gently but firmly against me. “Baby… Goddammit… Please tell me what that fucker did to you.” Bile shot into my throat as I thought the worst. I couldn’t go there. She had to give me the words, confirm what I felt in the pit of my gut.
“Please don’t make me.” She trembled in my arms and cried.
“Did he beat you?”
“Mhm.”
“Force himself on you?” I waited for her reply with my heart thundering against my ribs. “Ella, answer me, baby.”
“Why did you leave me again?” she asked through her sobs.
“Fuck.” I buried my face in her neck. “I’m so sorry. So fucking sorry. I will kill him.”
“No!” She pulled back.
