Page 29 of No Mercy

“I’m ecstatic,” I lied, and then, because I wanted to hurt him the way that he was hurting me I said, “That will give Tom and me a chance to see where our relationship is going. He called tonight, and−” I knew as soon as the words left my mouth that it was a mistake.

Rock jumped to his feet, and the next thing I knew his hands were on the arms of my chair and he was leaning down over me. I scooted as low as I could go in my chair, staring up at his fierce expression and glittering eyes.

“Not going to happen, babe.”

What? Was he insane? No, he was a selfish prick, that’s what he was. It was okay for him to fuck as many club girls as he wanted, but I couldn’t have a meaningful relationship with a nice man? I didn’t really want one with Tom, but Rock didn’t need to know that, and it was not his decision to make. “You’re crazy, Rock,” I whispered up at him.

He laughed gruffly. “Maybe, but you’re not bringing another man into the picture.”

“Oh, so if you can’t have me no one can?” I threw at him.

“That’s right, babe.”

“Then the same applies to you, Rock. If I can’t fuck anyone else, neither can you.” There, let him justify that. I’d hit him right where it counted.

A slow smirk spread across his face, the kind that declared that I was going to lose this battle. “You can think that, but you’re the one who took sex off the table, not the other way around. Now, if you want to fuck we can end the debate right now.”

“And then I can fuck whoever I want?” I hissed at him. Even to my ears that comment sounded ridiculous.

He moved closer and growled, “Fuck no. You let me inside that tight little pussy again and I’ll be the only man who gets that privilege.”

I frowned, trying to make some sense out of what he’d just said. It sounded to me that in Rock’s opinion, it was him or no one, while he could go his merry way with whoever he wanted, whether we fucked or not? Seriously wrong! He needed a wakeup call, but I was too tired now to give it to him, much less think about how I was going to do it.

He came closer and I pulled back. “What are you afraid of, babe?”

I looked at his mouth. “I don’t know where those lips have been.” He laughed, and I wanted to slap him. “I don’t want to catch anything.”

“Don’t worry. I don’t go down on the girls at the club. Never know who’s been in their pussies before me.”

“You’re disgusting!” I hissed. “You’ve changed, Rock. You weren’t like this seven years ago.”

He finally pulled back and straightened. “People change. Seven years ago I had a girl I would have done anything for. I thought she loved me.”

“Did you love her?” I asked, knowing that he was talking about me.

He seemed to take a long time to answer. “I did.”

He did. It was clear that he didn’t now. I wanted to cry, but I would do that later, in the safety of my room. The ugly fight we’d had, the decisions we’d made back then, had ruined everything. I deserved what I was getting now, we both did. But at least Rock’s angst wasn’t directed at Sam.

Suddenly he was walking away from me and toward the screen door. “Where are you going?”

“Back to the fucking club.”

Back to the women who gave him what he needed.

Chapter 16

Rock

I slammed my glass down on the bar and made eye contact with Marnie, who was eyeing me hungrily. “Another one.”

She smiled and poured me another shot, making sure to lean over and give me a view of her cleavage. I looked, I’m a man, and she’d been my main fuck for years, but that was as far as it had gone. I’d singled her out because I didn’t like fake tits and hers, though not as big as I liked, were all real. She stood there eyeing me, trying to use her allure to get me back on board, or, to put it more crudely, back between her legs. I hadn’t touched her in weeks, not since I’d located Allie. In my world that was a long dry spell.

Yeah, it was fucked up that I was lying to Allie, letting her believe that I’d come here to fuck club whores.

“Trying to get drunk, honey?”

I gave Marnie a glare. She knew better than to question me, but that’s what happened when a brother picked one girl more over the others. She started to think that she was special, that maybe more was going on between us than just her providing relief. Sometimes they had to be reminded what they were there for. Hawk had run into the same problem with Sid when Audra had first appeared at the club.

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