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“He has no fucking right to treat you like that.” I grip his arm until my knuckles turn white. “Bastard. Paying to have his tiny dick sucked, and careful not to get his expensive suit wet.”
“What’s this, you’re fighting with your fucking boyfriend?” Through the rain, I catch a look of disgust flash over Goatee Guy’s face. “I have no time for this.”
“You arrogant motherfucker.” I start toward him, my hand curling into a fist as I lift it, itching to shove it into his face. “This a game to you?”
“Raine!” Jason grabs me around the waist, and I shouldn’t like so much his arms around me, even through the haze of my anger. “Stop.”
“You’re jealous.” The guy sneers, although he takes a cautious step back and his beady eyes flicker with fear. “And you’re crazy. This is his job, man.”
“Fuck you!”
“God, enough!” Jason is still holding me back.
“Whatever.” Goatee Guy tsks, then turns around and leaves, his gray bulk vanishing in the rain that’s getting stronger by the minute.
Jason lets go of me, and I stagger, panting and wiping water from my eyes. “What was that?” he demands.
“What was what?”
“You, going all Terminator on me. Why are you even here?”
“To pay you for last night.” I straighten, push my wet hair off my face, half-blinded by the stinging raindrops. “And see if you’re okay.”
“Okay? Okay?” He gets into my face and stabs a finger into my chest, and God, he’s hot when he’s angry. “You chase away my customers. That guy? I’d have gotten at least fifty bucks out of him, and now he’s fucking gone.” He shakes his head. “Fucking shit.”
“Hey, I just wanted to look out for you—”
“Goddammit, Raine, you need to stop this.” He scrubs both hands over his face and turns away. “I need the customers, and the money. I can’t afford to be picky.”
“Screw that.” I’m still shaking with adrenaline. “Take me.”
“What?” He turns back around slowly, brows arching.
“Take me. Instead of that asshole.”
His eyes are wide. “Jesus, Raine. Your brother will have my ass for this.”
“My brother doesn’t know, and in any case, it’s none of his fucking business what I do with my time or the money I earn.”
Except it would be nice to help him with his growing family, after he lost all his savings on our parents’ scam, and with said parents returning and asking for more…
“You serious?” He’s staring at me.
“Fuck yeah, I am.” I walk him back until he hits the wall, the rain sluicing over us, and I kiss him. His lips are cold, his body tense. I slide my hand around the back of his head and pry his lips open with my tongue.
He shudders, clamps his hands on my forearms so hard I bet he’s leaving bruises, groans—then starts kissing me back, with tongue and teeth.
By the time we break apart, panting, his lips are reddened, his cheeks flushed, his eyes much more alive than they were before.
He’s so damn beautiful.
And mine.
“Let’s get out of this cold,” I say and drag him to my truck before I can examine that crazy thought more closely and decide I’m ready for the psych ward.
Chapter Sixteen
Jason
