Page 48 of Wild Obsession
He laughed, arrogant and grating, and something in me snapped.
“Shut up,” I demanded.“This goes how I say it goes.Or I can show you the door just as easily as I let you in it.”
A flash of hurt crossed his face.So fast I almost missed it.The same look of rejection I’d seen on him the day of the wedding.
He might’ve been reckless.A pain in my ass.But underneath the crass jokes and the sexy one-liners, his feelings ran deeper than he wanted anyone to see.
Sean was messed up, just like the rest of us.There was one small difference between the three of us, though.
He got off despite the pain.Chantel got off because of it.And I got off by fucking causing it.
“Come here,” I ordered him, leaving no room for questions.
Chantel moved back as Sean approached me, slow and almost hesitant.Each step kicked my heart rate up another notch.
I waited until we were toe-to-toe before reaching up and fisting the hair at the back of his head.His throat bobbed visibly as he swallowed, his eyes closing on a quiet, broken groan.
With a tug, I turned his face toward Chantel.
“Say you’re sorry,” I murmured against his ear.
He opened his eyes, his neck straining, his breath coming heavier.“I’m sorry, Chantel.I’m glad you’re here.”
“That’s better.”I turned to her.“Do you accept that?”
She nodded, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
But that nod wasn’t just acceptance of Sean’s apology.And it was more than a green light for me to take over.It was Chantel trusting me, accepting me.
All of me.
“Now.”My voice was rough with need.“Show her what she came to see.”
