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“Stop it,” I growl.
“Do you still have your handcuffs? The rope? I want to play, baby. Please.”
She starts grinding against the sheets and her hand drops between her legs. “Will you be mad if I touch myself?”
I slowly approach her, and I know she can see the rage on my face because she starts touching herself harder and a soft moan escapes her lips.
During our time together, I would have pinned her to the bed. I probably would have tied her hands as a punishment for touching herself without my authorization. I would have teased her until she begged and couldn’t take it anymore and jerked myself off over her, come on her tits just to show her who is in control. And then, maybe then, I would have allowed her to orgasm. I lose myself in those memories for a second as I approach her.
I put a hand on the bed next to her shoulder and my knee next to her hip. She automatically raises her backside to grind against my crotch but before she can touch me, I grab her by the nape of her neck and drag her out of the bed as she shrieks. I keep pulling her until we’re by my bedroom door.
“Don’t ever come in this room again, you hear me? Fuck, you think you’re so great because you’ve got money and a great ass? Take both to someone who fucking cares.” I stop for a split second. “Oh and if I find one more of your threatening notes in Jamie’s stuff, I’ll send some of those nice pictures we took to your dad. You know, the ones where you’re all tied up and covered in my cum?” I don’t wait for her answer. I push her out of the room, a little too hard, and slam the door in her face, way too hard.
I let out a groan as soon as I’m alone. I fucking hate this girl, but what pisses me off the most is she’s got money and power. If she truly wants to make Jamie’s life hell, she’s perfectly capable of it. And I wouldn’t be able to do shit about it. I don’t even have those pictures anymore. I might have access to the Murrays’ money, but true power only belongs to Stoneview’s finest, and Camila is one of them. All I have is my fists, my anger, and a fucked up past that drives me. I can keep threatening Camila, but if she wants Jamie out, she’ll get what she wants.
I try to calm myself down as I pick up Jamie’s stuff and put them back in her purse. I try but I can’t. I can feel my teeth clashing, grinding, and cracking against the other and my jaw straining as I think of how this all started. Me. I’m the one who was too stubborn to take no for an answer when Jamie was avoiding me. I blackmailed her, I bullied her into being interested in me.
It all hits me at once and my legs give up, forcing me to sit on the bed.
Is Jamie with me because she wants to?
Or because she’s scared that I’m going to bully her if she says no? She’s scared I’m going to call the cops on her and her mom. I’d never do that, but she doesn’t know that.
My heart is beating too fast for me to control it. I’m in a genuine state of panic because Jamie is slowly teaching me to feel again, and I’m realizing I care for her so much more than I thought. I was most certainly not in love with Camila and I’ve never taken the time to get to know any other girl other than to stick my cock in them. But Jamie? If she’s not into this as much as me it’s going to break my heart.
I’m going to show her I’m serious about this, that it’s not about the games we played at the beginning of the year, this isn’t about Nate. This is about us. I won’t let anything else get in the way. And I’m going to start by deleting everything I had on file regarding her work at the Bakers. Luke’s dad is going to go ape shit if he learns what they did, and he won’t hesitate to call the cops. He’s the kind of fucker that doesn’t care if he’s underpaying his employees and gives them no benefits whatsoever. He probably has no idea what kind of situation Jamie and her mom are in.
I move over to my desk and hover my mouse to wake my computer. For some reason, the screen is already on. I don’t think too much of it. I’m full of weed and vodka right now, I might have moved the mouse while I was talking to Camila. What I’m truly focused on is deleting a certain document, so Jamie can never get in trouble. I find the document I had made of everything missing at the Bakers’ café, and my notes on the potential employees who could have stolen from the shop depending on their shifts.
I delete it. And once I’ve double-checked I’ve emptied the trash properly, I grab Jamie’s purse and head out. A weight falls off my shoulders, and I can’t wait to tell her it’s all gone.
Actually, I can’t wait to tell her I love her.
As soon as our limo gets to the hotel, I hurry to Jamie. She’s still waiting outside with everyone that left before us.
Luke heads to talk to Ella’s date and I can’t help but chuckle. This girl’s dating life is so fucked with all of us looking after her. Ozy seems to be trying to cheer up Chris who’s been in a foul mood all evening, God only knows why. I suspect it’s got to do with his secret girlfriend he still hasn’t introduced to any of us and thus can’t bring to the ball with us.
“What took so long?” Jamie smiles at me and my world suddenly lights up.
How I managed to live my whole life without her in it until this year is a fucking enigma.
“Here,” I say as I hand her her purse.
“Thanks,” she takes it and looks for her student ID then looks back up at me. “Everything okay? Did you drink too much already?” I must have been staring at her.
I grab her hand tightly in mine and drop a kiss on the top of her head. “Everything’s perfect,” I reply.
We take time having our pictures taken just the two of us before we join the others inside. I straight up go to Emily. I’ve come to know she always manages to sneak in flasks wherever she goes.
“Aaah, here they are. Can I borrow my best friend for a minute if you don’t mind?” she tells me.
“Mm, I don’t know. I like to keep her close.” I squeeze her between my arms, her face buried just below my chest.
“I’m right here you know,” Jamie groans, her words drowned against my shirt.
“Where’s my best friend,” I ask back.
Emily rolls her eyes in a huff before grabbing Jamie’s hand. “Who knows what the fucker gets up to behind my back.”
