Page 181 of Slap Shot Seduction


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Second nature to me.

After a long day at work, come home and get changed. Or take a hot shower.

Now when I opened the bedroom door, it almost felt foreign.

The bed perfectly made.

The faint scent of Steven’s cologne in the air.

“Nothing is touched,” I whispered.

Steven slipped into the bedroom. “No need for it.”

“Why is that?”

“What are we doing here, Anna? You’ve been gone long enough.”

I turned and looked at Steven. “What?”

“This whole thing. It was a big fight.”

“This was not a big fight, Steven. This was… we’re done.”

“We’re not done,” he said.

I walked away from him.

I was not in the mood for this.

In the closet I grabbed two large, purple suitcases.

I tossed them to the bed, flipped them open, and began to gather up all that I could.

Steven blocked my path. “We are not through here.”

“Maybe to you we aren’t, but I’m done,” I said. “I’ve been done. This whole thing… it’s not even worth talking about.”

“All because of one incident?”

“Incident? You fucked a stripper.”

“Do you have to say it like that?”

“Excuse me then,” I said. “You fucked another woman. Doesn’t matter if she’s a stripper or an astronaut. You fucked someone else. Behind my back. You couldn’t get hard for me, but you got hard for someone else.”

“Do you know what it’s like to be with someone like you?” Steven asked. “How much pressure there is? All that psychology stuff. I never know what you’re thinking or doing or…”

“Move out of the way,” I said.

“No. I’m not. You’re not leaving.”

I opened my mouth to respond and the bedroom door flew open.

Bethany ran in holding the knife in her hand.

“You psycho!” Steven yelled at her. “You brought a knife?”

“Bethany!” I cried out.

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