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“He’s in my town now, and he doesn’t know what I’m like. If you don’t want to go, I’m going to see to it you don’t have to. But you have to work with me. Can you do that?”
It was decision time. Kevin terrified me, and Boone angered me. Which was worse?
A knock sounded at the door. “Time to wrap it up. We got a line,” Pris yelled.
Nodding, I gave in. “Okay.” I blinked watery eyes. “But you’ll need more guys to back you up.” I could give up a bit of control and let Boone lead this battle if it would get Kevin to leave.
Boone smiled. “We got this. Just follow my lead, no matter what.”
A woman’s voice outside complained. “They should in the parking lot. That’s what backseats are for.”
“Keep your knickers on,” Pris scolded her. “My brother’s got more class than that.”
Boone wiped under my eye with his thumb. “No crying. When we go out there, you act like you’re my girl again, and be happy about it… No, overjoyed. Got it?”
I sniffled. “Got it. Your girl.”Acting. I can do that.
“Now take off the overshirt.”
His request was from an alternate universe. “What?”
“I want him jealous.”
“Oh trust me, no you don’t. Not if you want to talk to him. He does cage fights.” The fear that his psychological abuse might someday turn physical had prevented me from leaving him for so many years.
“Look at me.” Boone took my shoulders and held my eyes. “Jealousy clouds the mind. You can’t let him intimidate you. Pull up your big-girl panties and have courage tonight.” He messed up my hair and stood back. “Take it off.”
Layers were my defense mechanism for hiding my figure. But after unbuttoning it, I set it on the counter, standing straight for his inspection.
“Now the bra.”
My mouth dropped halfway to the floor. “You’re kidding.”
“Jealous, remember?”
What the hell?Boone had had his hands and mouth all over me, so what did undressing in front of him amount to? I slipped out of my top.
He turned away, which only cemented the fact that I wasn’t his girlfriend anymore.
I ditched the bra. “I don’t think this is a good idea,” I said after I had the tank top back in place.
When he turned back, his eyes didn’t miss the fact that my nipples were giving him a salute through the thin fabric. “Now that’s sexy. Every guy in the place is going to wish he was with you.”
I ignored the heat rising in my cheeks and added the bra to the shirt on the counter. “And these?”
“Carry them, and paste a smile on your face like you just had the best sex of your life.”
I giggled. It wasn’t hard to remember a time like that. “Best, huh?”
A smile grew on his face. “Sure. Sex in a forbidden setting is the best.”
My view of the Butt God as he turned to leave, mixed with the visual prompted by his words, made my grin one-hundred-percent real. A forbidden question came to mind. What would bathroom sex with him be like?
He turned at the door. “Ready?”
I nodded and carried the bra and shirt.
Pris wasn’t kidding that a line had formed outside the restroom.
