Page 64 of Finding Emotion

“Jimmy!” Damon snapped. “What the fuck are you saying?”

Jimmy stiffened before hopping up from the couch. “Hey, man, no need to take it back now. Skylar is totally cool with that sort of thing.” He slapped him on the shoulder, mouthing something that Damon refused to read because he was trying like hell not to hit him.

“You’re right.” Skylar set the smoothie down with a snap as she rose. Her lips slid into a sensual smile, but her eyes were hard. “The more the merrier for me. But Mr. Sweetface would blush over some ass action.” Her finger poked him in the cheek, but it felt like a spike digging in this time.

“Skylar, I don’t—”

Skylar’s hand covered his mouth as she shrugged. “A fantasy is a fantasy. To be clear, Damon here has the perfect cock to fill me. Plus, we can’t put to waste all the knowledge he has of how I get off.” She winked at him before her gaze switched to Jimmy. “How about you come in my mouth while he takes me from behind?”

“Oh my God.” Jimmy swallowed, already reaching for his belt.

Damon removed Skylar’s hand. “For Christ’s sake, she’s joking.” Only he wasn’t sure she was, but the slight tremor in her shoulders meant she also wasn’t into it despite what she had said. Damon had no idea what she thought she was doing with that response, but Jimmy’s disappointed expression made him see red.

He shoved at his manager. “Just get out of here.” He pushed him again, herding him toward the elevator.

“Stop ruining this for me!” Jimmy hissed. “She was into it.”

“I swear to God, Jimmy.” Damon wanted to scream at the person who should have known him too well to pull this shit. He stabbed the button for the elevator instead. “Leave or I’m going to punch you.”

“Whatever. You’re too much of a pansy to throw a punch.” Jimmy moved into the elevator. “Sorry this one’s such a drag, Skylar, but I’m sure you knew that by now.” His manager glared at him as the doors closed. The whir of the elevator filled Damon’s ears.

Skylar’s boots clomped as she moved toward him. “You don’t need to pretend like you weren’t hot for the idea.” She reached out to cup the front of his pants like she’d done once before. “I bet you—” She frowned at what she found. “Wait, you’re not hard.”

“Let go, Skylar,” Damon said, biting his cheek to keep from yelling.

“Sure.” Her hand disappeared as she backed away. “I’m kind of confused, though.”

“Jimmy was being an ass. He’s been into you for a while, and I felt guilty for poaching you or whatever, but that’s done. I would have punched him, but he’s right about calling me a pansy. I probably would have broken my hand or something wimpy like that.”

“You’re not a wimp.” Skylar’s arms had come up to clutch her shoulders.

Damon wanted to reach for her, but he was too angry still. Not at her, but he didn’t want to ever touch her with that emotion running through him. “Do you like threesomes?” he asked.

Her breath hitched, and he had the answer, but she shrugged and different words than he expected came out. “Of course. You’ve heard the rumors, haven’t you?” Her lips trembled, but she pressed them firmly together before taking another rapid breath. “I mean, even your manager said it. I’ve satisfied six guys at once. Everyone knows now.”

“I didn’t ask everyone. I asked you.”

Skylar’s eyes squeezed shut. “Sure. I like them.”

Damon wondered why she was lying. He sighed, running his hands through his hair so he wouldn’t try to hold her to stop the tremors still visible along her skin. If she pulled away from him, he might actually cry. “I’m upset, so I’m going to leave, but I need to make something clear.”

“What?” She wouldn’t look at him.

“I don’t share.” The words came out harder than he had intended, and her eyes snapped open. She stared at him. “I mentioned it last night. I can get possessive,” he told her. “If I’m with someone, I want them all to myself. I’ve lied about that once before, and the relationship was a mess.”

“Wait, relationship?” Skylar’s hands tightened on herself. “You and me? That seems more, I don’t know, just more, than even ‘couple.’”

He was surprised he could smile despite still wanting to punch something. “Consider this the exclusive talk. If you want to be with me, you’ll only be with me, and I’ll only be with you. I’m into monogamy, not any of that other stuff.”

“You really didn’t want a threesome.” It was like she finally believed it.

“All I want is you, Skylar. As much as you’ll give.” Damon watched red spread across her face. “Wait, is that a blush?”

“Fuck off. I don’t blush.” Even the tips of her ears had turned red.

“You’re adorable.” He laughed when she stuck out her tongue. “I’m still going to take off. It seemed like you and your manager had some stuff to work through.” And his anger wasn’t completely gone. “If I’m clever, maybe I can convince Malcolm to beat the shit out of Jimmy for me.” She snorted, and he leaned forward to call the elevator.

“Exclusive, huh?” Skylar murmured.

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