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She hands me my glass and I take a huge gulp. Her eyes widen. “Slow down, killer.”
I place the glass on the table, stand, and turn my back. “Can you unzip me? I need to get out of this dress.”
She does and I let it fall to the floor.
She whistles. “You’ve got a hot bod. I can’t believe you hid it with those granny gowns. That should be a crime.”
I roll my eyes as I put on the clothes Trevor brought and sit back down.
She nods at me. “Tell me what happened before the finger-fucking.”
“He came to Hush Hush. I’m not sure if he was there for me or anyone with a pulse.”
“He was there for you. I spoke with him. I knew Luke was sleeping out tonight. I told him you’d likely be there.”
I guess that makes me feel a little better.
“You spoke with him?”
She nods.
“What did you guys talk about?”
“We’ll get to that in a minute. Tell me what happened tonight.”
“I was talking to a man. He had his hand on my leg. Dominic came over to us and grabbed the guy’s wrist. He told him that I was his property and to fuck off.”
She bites her lip. “That’s kind of hot.”
I close my eyes. “It was insanely hot. Everything about him is hot. I’m powerless to his words and his touch. He’s my kryptonite.”
She takes another sip of her drink. “Keep going.”
“They were about to get into it. I didn’t want a fight, so I asked the other guy to wait for me elsewhere. Then the madame came over to us and was fawning all over Dominic. She made some mention of the fact that I’m his type since for the past five years he’s only wanted women with darker hair and blue eyes.”
“So basically, since he originally met you, he’s only been with women that look like you.”
“You figured that out faster than I did. I assumed I was just one of many and got up to leave. He chased me down the hallway and pinned me to a wall. He told me about being with women that look like me because he’s wanted me that whole time. He asked me about the men I see there.”
“There’s no way you have sex with them. It’s not in your grain to have casual sex like that.”
I nod. “I know. Dominic is not only the last man I had sex with, but he’s the last man to touch me.”
“Then what do you do at that club?”
“Do you promise not to make fun of me?”
“No.”
I let out a breath. “Mostly, it makes me feel alive. It makes me feel wanted.”
“I get that after what he did to you.”
“There’s more to it. You know what the Spanish dirty talk does to me. Sometimes I watch people have sex, but primarily I find men who can talk dirty to me in Spanish and then I touch myself to it. I let them watch me.” The tears form again. “I want to allow another man to touch me, but I’m never able to see it through. I fear I never will be.”
“How did things become physical with Dominic?”
“Once he realized what I do there, he saw it as his opening. He started talking dirty to me in Spanish. I’m a goner when he does that. Once he began touching me, it was game over. Do you know what it’s like to go a year without a man touching your body?”
