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Chapter 18

 

My anger grew with each step back to my condo. It should have been gone. I fucked Lila in the bathroom, gave her a new pet name of Honeybear, and came all over her face and chest. She was covered in come and I made sure to smear it all over her skin to dry. The smell of come wasn’t strong, but it was distinct.

It was the thought of her being there with him and not me. Talking with her, laughing with her. And I knew he was eye fucking her.

Would he try to make a move? Try to kiss her? Lila was pretty submissive—would she submit to his advances?

Fuck.

I almost turned around, returned to the bar so I could drag her out and the fuck away from him. Their familiarity, their history, drove me insane. There was an ease in their relationship that we neither had nor could have.

I hated him. Loathed him for returning to her life.

Three steps in the door, and my fist was in the drywall when it should have been against skin.

I hated him. Hated the fact that I hated some inconsequenti
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