Page 118 of Just Between Us

“I’m afraid that won’t be possible, Adam,” I say, taking a seat on a canvas grey couch across from him. “Not until you tell me what you planned to do with Levi.”

His eyes inch wider and then he laughs quietly, shaking his head. “That’s what this is about? Whatever your boyfriend said, he’s lying.”

“Levi hasn’t said anything. He’s currently unconscious because you drugged him,” I say levelly.

“I didn’t give him anything,” Adam says matter-of-factly. “Levi would snort anything that comes in powder form if he could. This isn’t exactly breaking news. He used to get fucked up all the time. Maybe he relapsed or some shit.”

I suck in a quiet breath. My temper flares inside me but I ignore it. I can’t lose it yet.“People saw you with Levi, Adam, so, can we skip the part where you lie to me and get to the part where you beg me not to kill you?”

He swallows, quickly realising he can’t get out of this through sheer arrogance. At least he’s somewhat smart.“You don’t get it,” he whispers.

I arch an eyebrow. This is the part where he’ll try to justify what he did, and I’ll have to feel sorry for him. I wish he knew I’m not capable of that. I just want to watch him bleed.

“What is it about him that Levi loves so much? He asks quietly looking me in the eye. “I got it when he chose you, but Kai? He’s some stray off the street. You don’t get it either, do you?”

I frown. “So, this is about Kai?”

He shakes his head.

“No, this is about me. It should have been me. I would have been so good for him,” he says. “For you both.”

I fight my urge to laugh because he is even more delusional than I thought. He’ll never realise what he did wrong in the first place but it’s my fault this went so far.

“Is that so?” I ask, deciding to have a little fun with this. “Show me then.”

I watch his lips part just as he looks around the room at everyone watching us. His eyes meet mine again and then he nods, standing.

I shake my head. “No, crawl.”

The battle in his eyes is clear, the humiliation of it eating at him. “I’m not—”

“Like I said, I could kill you now, don’t you want to convince me not to?”

He flinches, realising what I mean—what I want him to do—but at the mention of death, he sinks down to the grey rug and leans forward onto all-fours.

Thick silence fills the room, all eyes on Adam as he makes his way toward me, gingerly crawling on the rug until he stops short in front of me.

He stares up at me, and at this angle, I could slit his throat, but I want to enjoy this. I lift an eyebrow, curious to see just how far he’ll go. It’s embarrassing how he doesn’t even think about it as he places a hand on my knee. But before he can take it any further, I card my hand through his brown hair and tug him back.

“Ahh!” he cries. “What the hell! You said—”

“You really think I’d let you touch me? I’ll be honest, I just wanted you on your knees when I told you this.” I stand from the couch, looking down at him. “Levi is mine. He has never wanted you, and he never will. You’ll never get close to him ever again, Adam. In fact, you’ll never get close to anyone again.”

“Cole…” he whispers. “Let me go or I’ll scream this entire house down and someone will call the police.”

“You think the police would arrest me?” I laugh. I’m fully aware of my own privilege and I really don’t mind dangling it in front of someone like him. “But you can scream if you’d like to. I think it’ll make it more fun for me.”

His lips part, like he’s about to say something and decides against it.

“I wish I could take my time with you tonight. I’d have loved to cut you open slowly until your blood-soaked your carpet,” I continue, “But I have to go back to Levi and Kai.”

He tries to shake his head, but I keep my grip tight, keeping him in place looking up at me, eyes flooded with tears. “You’re insane,” he whispers.

“Now you’re catching on,” I say.

My hair slips down to his throat, and I press, gripping tightly enough to cut off his air supply. He chokes, trying to bat me away but Daniel is there to hold his arms back. Veins pop out of his forehead as he strains against my hold.

“Stop,” he manages to get out.

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