Page 213 of The Bonus

She’s jealous.

I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling.

“Yes, well…my cock is an amusement park, what can I say?”

Her eyes flick to me and she’s about to blow.

“Country towns need a new bike to ride every now and then,” I reply as I stare ahead. I adjust my cuff links. “You know… For amusement.”

Her eyes flicker with fury.

She leans closer so that only I can hear. “So help me god,” she whispers angrily. “If you sleep with anyone in this fucking town, I’m going to cut off your dick and stick it up your entitled ass.”

“You had your chance, Grace.” My eyes hold hers. “And I’m not cold-blooded.”

“Is that a threat?”

I remain silent.

“So because I don’t want you…you’re going to sleep with everyone in town to teach me a lesson, is that it?”

I don’t want you.

Hearing those words triggers something in my brain, and I lose all control of my actions. I lean in close. “I’ll fuck whoever I want.” I watch my words cut her like a knife. “And instead of you sticking my cock up my ass…I’m going to stick it up theirs.”

Her eyes hold mine.

“And they’ll moan on every fucking inch of it.”

25

Gabriel

She swallows a lump in her throat, and instead of hitting a return serve like I’m expecting, she storms off toward the parking lot.

I watch her disappear and feel regret in the pit of my stomach. I begin to perspire and the school bell goes. The kids come out of the classroom as I stand patiently to the side.

“Dad,” Lucia yells excitedly. She runs and practically jumps into my arms.

Dominic sees me and breaks into a broad smile. He rushes over, and I can tell that he wants to hug me, but he hesitates. Instead, he looks me up and down. “Why are you wearing that?”

“What?” I glance down at myself. “My suit?”

He nods.

“You don’t like it?”

He shrugs, not wanting to answer.

This is a twenty-two-thousand-dollar suit, have you got taste in your ass, kid…what the hell’s wrong with it? “Let’s walk out to the car.” I direct them toward the gate.

“Are we coming to your house today?” Lucia asks.

“Tomorrow is our sleepover.” I glance up and can see Grace sitting in her car. “Let’s go and see Mom.”

Lucia holds my hand, and we walk through the parking lot to Grace’s car. “Mom, Dad’s here,” Lucia tells her excitedly.

I lean down to look into the car, and she’s wearing sunglasses and staring straight ahead.

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