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“Blackmail you?” Jesse arches an eyebrow. “Me? I wouldn’t do that. I’m not your brother.”
I back up several steps until I’m right by his front door. I grab it and slam it because it feels good to take out my aggression, even though it’s so god damn toxic.
“He’s never…”
But I can’t even finish the sentence because I can’t say that Billy wouldn’t do that.
Jesse pushes up from his chair, places his can on the coffee table, and walks over, putting his hands up.
“Look, we agreed to this. I get you’re angry because you’re in this position, but I’m not the one who put you here.”
I hate how calm he is. Why can’t he lose control? Why am I the one who’s angry, and he’s so damn calm?
“Billy didn’t put me here either.”
“Oh? No? He didn’t put you here? Your brother, who is indebted to loan sharks, who gave you astolen carand almost got you arrested for it? He didn’t put you in this position? If you weren’t so fucking stubborn, you’d see what a user your brother is.”
“Don’t you dare talk about him like that.”
“Or what? What are you going to do, Marci? Leave? Oh wait, you can’t because you’re my wife, and weneed each other.Because your brother can’t stop causing god damn problems for you and this town.”
My skin flushes hot. Memories flood in. Of the anger and pain and fear, of Billy in cuffs, of Jesse arresting him.
“You want to slap me, don’t you?” he asks.
“What?” I snap.
“Slap me.”
“No.”
“Come on,” he says, and pats his cheek. “I want you to. Either you’re going to slap me, or we’re going to fuck.”
“Excuse me?” I gasp.
“Tell me you didn’t want me when you kissed me earlier. Tell me. Look me in the fucking eyes and tell me.”
I can’t.
“That’s what I thought. We’ve got to get rid of the tension somehow, so go on, Angel.” His voice deepens. “Slap me.”
“You’re losing it.”
“I want you to. Do it.”
I lift my hand and swing.
Jesse catches it and then pushes it down.
“Too slow.”
I swing again, letting out a shriek.
This time, he grabs my wrist and drives me backward until we hit the wall. He pins my arm above my head and brings his mouth down on mine. I moan against him, bite his lip hard, suck on it. He palms my breast.
“Lost your chance.”
He rips down the front of my top and groans at the sight of my pink lace bra.
