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A double-edged sword.
I’d take my licks, I decided. It’d be worth it to inflict a bit on him.
It was a sad, tragic fact that I’d take three times my share of the damage just to give him his third of it.
“Fine,” I said curtly, barely looking at him. “Let’s go somewhere. Where are you staying? Take me to your hotel room.”
He nodded jerkily. “That works.”
“Let me say goodbye to my friends. You stay here.”
“You aren’t going to introduce me?” he asked my back.
“Fuck you,” I said casually, and strode away.
“You’re going somewhere with The Bastard?” Demi asked, sounding scandalized. She didn’t know the whole story, but she knew enough. “But I thought you hated him.”
“Oh I do.”
“Are you sure you want to do that?” Leona asked, her eyes on Dante.
“I’m a big girl. I got this.”
None of them tried to stop me. They all knew me too well to even think of getting in my way when I was in this mood.
“Text me when you’re in safe for the night!” Leona called to my back.
I waved a hand at her that I would, and left with The Bastard.
CHAPTER
FIVE
“Temptation is a woman's weapon and man's excuse.”
H. L. Mencken
I couldn’t help but mock Dante as he flagged down a cab. “Aw. Look at you, taking a taxi like a normal person. The poor little rich boy’s still in denial? Still think you’re just like the rest of us?”
He ignored me, though going by his stiffened posture, it was clearly still a sore spot for him.
He was born filthy rich, but he’d always struggled with it.
I was born stinking poor, so his struggle always pissed me the hell off because it was an affront to my own.
We sat as far apart as two people could get in the back of the cab.
I’d decided to fuck him tonight. That didn’t mean I had any desire to be near him.
It was a quick ride to the fairly modest establishment where he was staying. I say fairly modest only in comparison to what he could afford. He always did things like this, lived below his means whenever he could.
He was an asshole like that.
I made him walk ahead of me from the car into the building and then down the hallway to his suite. I knew if he was behind me he’d try to take my arm or lead me with his hand on the small of my back, both things I couldn’t stomach, because they were too familiar.
Everything about him was too familiar.
I felt a few flutters of misgiving right about the time he opened the door of his room and waved me in.
