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I glared at him and took a deep breath. He pulled at it, and I was about to scream bloody murder when the pain disappeared. I sighed, looking at the ceiling.
“All well?”
“I hate you,” I replied. “Bend me like that again and I’m twisting your dick.”
“Ouch.” Damon winced. “Let me make up for it.”
I watched him take my feet in his lap. He gently massaged each toe, his thumb pressing into the arch of my feet, making me sigh and moan.
“To be fair,” he said, his sexy hands working magic with my feet. “I thought you’d be more flexible.”
“Damon,” I said, and when he looked at me, I continued, “Don’t make me kick you in the face.”
He chuckled and kissed my feet. “Yes, ma’am.”
39
REMEMBER THAT
DAMON
My hand tightened on the steering wheel when we drove through the ‘Welcome to Coral Springs!’ board. I had accepted Emma’s request to look after Moore Beauty in order to escape the small town. I had to escape.
“Are you sure?” Summer said on the phone, glancing at me. “Okay. Yes, yes, mom. Bye, see you soon. Love you.”
She ended the call with a sigh and looked at me expectantly.
“What did she say?”
Summer pursed her lips. “My parents are hosting a house dinner, and they have invited everyone. Including you.”
I swallowed before replying, “I have some things to do, so I might be late.”
“Oh?” She raised her brow, expecting me to tell her what things I had to do, but I stayed quiet. I wasn’t ready to talk about it to her yet.
“You have product shoots right now?” I asked, changing the subject. “And then I think a magazine shoot?”
She looked down at her lap. “Yeah, I’ll be busy.”
“Good luck.”
We stayed quiet for the rest of the journey as awkward silence hung in the air. It was a first for us for a long time. We had spent nights watching movies, documentaries, listening to her erotic audiobooks and recreating our favorite scenes and even roleplaying at the sex club during an auction event. But we never had been this awkward before.
And I knew I was to blame. But I felt too vulnerable.
It was Dorothy’s death anniversary, after all.
I dropped her off at her parent’s house. I cupped her cheek and leaned in to kiss her, pressing my lips on her forehead. “Have fun,” I muttered, seeing the disappointment in her eyes.
“You too,” she replied in a low voice before grabbing her bags and leaving me without a second glance.
I took a deep breath and made my way to the prison. Summer deserved better, but I was a selfish prick, and if I had to get better to have her in my life, then I would.
* * *
“Right this way,” the officer said when I dropped my cell phone in the tray. The gloomy atmosphere of prison made me on edge. All walls covered in white as prisoners and criminals in orange played basketball inside the fence surrounded by guards holding guns.
“No one has ever requested to meet him before,” the chatty officer said, eyeing me over his shoulder. “You a relative?”
