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“Uh huh,” she panted.
“Well? Go on, then.”
“Ty.” Her heartbeat thumped uncontrollably in her ears as his lips finally pressed against hers, followed quickly by his tongue. She met it briefly with her own, which sent a shock wave through her entire body, before pulling back abruptly and pushing him away.
“Jesus, Amara, come on!” he whined. “How long are we gonna fuckin’ do this?”
“Yes, I do get to play, too. But it has to be threesomes or group stuff, no going off one-on-one. And I can’t play with…you, Tyler. That’s his main boundary.”
“Of course it is!” He stood up abruptly, adjusted the front of his pants, and shook his head as he grabbed her suitcase again. “Fuck. Just…get the rest of your shit. We gotta go!” he snapped. “You’re fuckin’ unbelievable!”
“Tyler…”
“I don’t wanna hear it. Let’s go.” He got to the front door, stopped, threw her suitcase to the ground, and whipped around to face her. “Nah, fuck this! You had no issue tellin’ me how you felt about my ex-girlfriend when we were together, so now it’s my turn. If you wanna bang other people, and if he wants to bang other people? Break it off with him!” he shouted, startling her. “You’re not this stupid, Amara. You know he’s using you, right?”
“No, he’s not,” she protested. “He’s not.”
“Yes, he is! He’s using you to fill some void in his stupid, fucked-up brain. You provide this part-time girlfriend experience while he gets to continue being a full-time sloppy whore. He’s controlling you. You don’t see it?”
“No, he’s not.”
“Stop making excuses for him. What, just because he makes you cum hard? Plenty of other guys can do the same, minus the mind games. He’s controlling you, Mar!” He got right up in her face and jammed a finger into her chest. “And you’re lettin' him! You’re fuckin’ lettin' him. You know, I’m disappointed in you. I really thought you were smarter and stronger than this.” He picked her suitcase back up and walked out.
“So did I,” she said softly, following Hayes out the door.
The Wedding (19)
She twisted the last curl into her hair, sprayed it a final time, and did one more makeup check in the mirror of the hotel bathroom. It was the room with a single king-sized bed that she and Ryan were supposed to be sharing for the evening, but where she’d now be spending the night alone.
The ceremony was starting downstairs in about 20 minutes, and just as she finished checking her outfit in the full-length mirror, there was a knock at the door.
“You ready?” Tyler said, standing there with Osi. They both looked incredibly handsome, but especially Tyler. His hair was actually styled for once and not crammed inside a wool cap, and the blue plaid suit he was wearing complemented his dark green eyes flawlessly. He’d been letting a bit of facial hair grow in, which for Tyler took about 10 seconds, but he’d trimmed it up neatly for the occasion.
“Ty, you look really nice,” she told him, as he avoided eye contact with her.
“Yeah, thanks. We should go.”
He was being short with her, which meant he was still pissed off from earlier. The drive didn’t help things; they’d bickered nearly the entire ride, speaking in code so as not to reveal too much to Osi.
“You can’t have two sets of rules for the same fuckin’ game. That’s not fair.”
“When you’re the one making up the game and the rules, you can do whatever you want.”
“How is that fair? The expectation is that there’s some sort of end goal, right? How can one person be playing by one set of rules and the other by a different one? Get the fuck outta the left lane, jackass!” Tyler honked the horn and abruptly swerved the truck into the middle lane.
“I don’t understand why you care so much. If all the players in the game are aware of the different sets of rules, and they agree to them, what’s it matter?”
“Did they agree to them? Or did some of the other players pressure them into accepting rules that maybe they didn’t want to? And now they’re stuck with a disadvantage, while others play to win every time. Move, fucker! I hate the fuckin’ Belt Parkway! This is literally what hell must be like.”
“Maybe it’s a necessary disadvantage.”
“Oh, is that right? A necessary disadvantage. Maybe some other players wanna join the game but can’t because of these fucked-up sets of rules for the different players already in the game. It’s like hockey. You can’t blow offsides for one team and let the other just skate right the fuck on in without the puck. It’s not the same game.”
“You know I don’t understand hockey.”
“You don’t understand a lot of things. For someone so smart, you’re really stupid sometimes.”
“Piss off, Hayes.” She never called him ‘Hayes’ unless she was annoyed with him.
