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“You want me to talk to him?” I offered, making him chuckle dryly.

“About what?”

“About him being a dick to you.”

“That will go well,” Cruz hummed. “Don’t worry about Knox, he’s a grumpy piece of shit all the time. Eat your breakfast, I’m taking you with me today.”

“But Stone—”

“Did I stutter?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow and held my gaze. I hated being bossed around but Cruz could tell me to lick his boot and I’d do it.

“Damn, didn’t have to go all daddy on me,” I muttered, shoving food into my mouth.

Drake finished his breakfast and gave me a quick kiss, mumbling about going to find Knox and told me to have fun with Cruz, and Cruz sighed once he was gone.

“They’ll figure it out. C’mon, let’s go. I have something small to handle this morning then a sale this afternoon. You can tag along to both.”

“What small thing?” I asked, his mouth curving into a grin.

“Time to turn you into a thief, baby.”

Knox

I slammed my fist into the wall once I was in my room, pain radiating up my arm that I ignored. Penn had to go, I didn’t fucking want her here.

I’d never cared about Drake fucking girls, we both did regularly, but there was something about her that was changing him.

I loved him, he knew that, and I shouldn’t have to say it every morning and smother him with sweet bullshit to prove it. We had great sex so I didn’t understand the problem.

He’d never spoken to me so dismissively before and when I noticed the soft touches he was giving her and the stupid look in his eye, I realized it wasn’t just sexual attraction between them, he was falling for her.

He was good at charming people, but he rarely kept it up after sex.

If they’d fucked yesterday and he was still climbing all over her, it meant that he really wanted her.

The door opened and Drake leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms.

“Are you done having a tantrum?”

“We can fuck other people but we don’t date them,” I gritted out. “Shut the fucking door.” He stepped inside and did as I asked, but he didn’t step closer. “Is this your way to make me jealous? Use the princess? What more do you want from me? You know I love you so why do I have to keep saying it?”

"Why wouldn't you want to? I tell you all the time that I love you. I don’t think you’ve ever said it to me actually, so how would I know how you fucking feel?" he asked bitterly.

"Am I supposed to buy you flowers and take you out for dinner too?" I snapped, clenching my fists. "We're not like that and never have been. Things are fine how they are so why are you making it so difficult?!"

He stared at me before shaking his head as if he was disappointed, his voice soft.

"I just wish I mattered more to you. I don't want to hide our relationship, I'm proud that you're my boyfriend, but you're ashamed of me. I like sweet stuff like spending time together or cuddling while watching a movie, but you act like I'm trying to cut your balls off and put you in a dress. You can fuck me but a date is too gay?"

"I don't want more than to fuck you. We’re just good in bed together," I bit out, stalking towards him and wrapping a hand around his throat. "Why isn't that enough anymore?"

He shoved me back, his voice full of hurt that tugged at my chest.

"Why aren't I enough? You don't love me, Knox. You love that I let you bend me over when no one's looking."

"Hey," I said more gently as some of the anger left me, reaching out to take his wrist. "It's not like that, you’re important to me. No one knows you better than I do, but I’m not into the fluffy bullshit. Where's this coming from? Is she putting this in your head?"

He jerked back from my hold, and I saw when the defeat washed over him.

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