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Annoyance rears its ugly head. “You are not a fucking nobody, Violet. You’re perfect and all mine.”
“But you’ll seek her out,” she insists. “Why wouldn’t you when I’m not giving you what you need?”
“All I need is you, dammit.”
Knowing I’m not going to get through to her while she’s drunk, I straighten and take off my shirt. The quicker I shower, the quicker I can get her to bed so she can sleep off this funk.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re getting in that shower,” I sign and then point to the tiled stall. “And then we’re going to bed.”
She doesn’t argue or fight me when I reach down to grip the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head. As much as I want to strip her naked, I decide against it because I don’t want to scare her.
And she’s drunk.
After I’ve divested her of everything but her panties and bra, I turn the shower on and wait for the water to heat while I take off the rest of my clothes. When the water is warm, I lift Violet back into my arms and step under the spray before setting her back on her feet.
I gently wash her face, careful of the new forming bruise, and silently vow to hunt Candy down and purge her for doing this to my ol’ lady. No one hurts my family and gets away with it.
The entire time we’re in the shower, Violet avoids my gaze, but it doesn’t matter. I’m on the ragged edge as it is, and if I see the desire I know is lurking in her eyes, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself from showing her exactly what she does to me.
Assured that we’re both clean, I lift her out of the shower before grabbing a towel to wrap around my waist. Next, I dry her off and then lead her into the bedroom where I take a pair of sweats and a t-shirt out of my dresser and hand them to her.
“I can help you change if you want.”
She shakes her head. “I can do it.”
A minute later, she’s standing next to the bed, my clothes practically drowning her. She shifts nervously from one foot to the other, and it’s adorable.
How the fuck did I get so lucky?
I stride toward her, and she lowers her head to stare at the floor. Rather than touch her, I reach around to tug the blanket down.
“Get in,” I instruct.
Violet hesitates for a moment, but then she turns and scrambles onto the bed. She settles on her side with her back to me, and I heave a sigh. After climbing in behind her, I urge her to roll over and face me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit.”
She swallows hard. “You can go to Candy if you want.”
I stiffen.
Why is she so fixated on this? What the fuck did Candy say to her?
“Violet, I need you to understand something, okay?”
My wife nods.
“I’m only going to say this once, and then I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it.” I brush my hair over my shoulder before continuing. “I have never, nor will I ever, fuck Candy. Not only that, but I won’t touch any woman but you for the rest of my life. We’re married. I don’t cheat. End of story.”
“But she sa—”
I settle a hand over her mouth and shake my head. When I feel her lips close against my palm, I remove it.
