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“Okay.” She takes it from me. “Whatever.”
“You can shower in it or take it off. But I’d leave it on. I don’t want you to forget it.”
“You think the other one isn’t enough?”
“I don’t fucking know why they gave you two trackers. Maybe in case they separate? Leave them on. For now. While you’re living here—”
“I’m not living here. Shit, I’m not staying here. I’m not putting on makeup and—”
“You are and you are.” I lead her to the master bedroom where the dresses have been set out on the bed, and the other clothes left in their bags.
She touches the edge of the amber dress that’s going to look spectacular with her perfect handful tits.
“Why?”
“Why what, Magdalena? You need somewhere to stay, and I need to keep an eye on you.”
She keeps touching the dress, not looking at me. “And Jac? Is he involved in this?”
“Did you fuck Jac?” The words are out before I can stop them.
Magdalena goes still. “You were there.”
“Again,” I say.
Her head bows. “Hendrick.”
“Did you?”
She lifts her head. “Yes.”
It hurts. I don’t fucking know why. Especially since we both fucked her. I almost make a joke about her, me, and Jac being the oddest threesome material on the planet, but I don’t. “Let me guess. He took your ass and came there, just so he could leave his mark over mine.”
Her silence tells me I’m right.
She turns.
“Sounds like you two have done this before,” she says.
“I just know Jac.” I consider her. “And Jac loves a good theatrical pissing contest.”
“I don’t like your analogy.”
I fucking hate that she hadn’t had enough after me, that she went for Jac. Again. But that old bone-tired heaviness settles once more, and I sigh. “Go shower, Magdalena.”
My words are soft, yet she reacts like I yelled at her or raised my hand.
“I did already,” she says.
“You smell like him.” I pause. “You also smell like the hotel. I have the products you use in the bathroom.” She narrows her eyes. “Go fucking shower or I’ll make you.”
Cat doesn’t move, and the air beats and breathes. “Maybe I want you to. “
“Maybe I don’t trust me.” I don’t trust myself to leave her alone, and I don’t trust her to twist it to her advantage. Because I want to make her. I want those delicious complications and rewards. I do, but fuck…I don’t even know how to untangle her next go round with Jac.
Especially how soon it came after we both had her.
And I remember her eagerness for me, the hitch of her breath, the soft moans, the absolute fucking wetness of her when we were alone before he turned up.
