Page 65 of The Marine

“We’re separated, Kael,” I say quietly and glance around. The last thing I need is for him to fly off the handle. “I left you. We are taking things slowly.”

“You are my wife. It’s your goddamn duty. Unless you want me to go out and fuck another woman.”

I flinch this time. Not because I don’t want him with another woman—I wish he would in some ways—but because I know he’s getting riled.

I did love him once. I would have been horrified to hear him say that to me even a year ago. But the day he broke my wrist, about eighteen months ago, the love began to fade.

Now it’s gone.

We stare at each other for a long moment. I’m too scared to respond. Nothing I say will be right.

This is dangerous territory.

“We’ll go back to your place afterward, and I want your mouth on my cock,” he says and takes another sip of his coffee as if it’s a done deal.

I nod.

Because what can I do?

We order lunch and I slip into the bathroom and message Trina straight after.

I am not sucking his cock.

Tapping my foot, I wait for her to reply and consider messaging Alice. She’s not as confident around Kael. I don’t blame her. He’s not a huge guy, but he’s intimidating.

I chew the side of my mouth.

God. If she isn’t awake yet, I might have to...ask Aidan. He put his number into my phone last night.

Ding.

Thank god.

Trina and I make a plan, and I head straight back out.

After lunch, Kael wipes his mouth on his napkin and requests the check. He smiles at me across the table.

“You must be eager for me to eat you out, babe. Fuck, I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” His hand goes under the table, and I know he’s rubbing it over himself.

I did love this man. I was very attracted to him for a long time.

But his words have no effect on me.

My body wants Aidan, and while that can never happen again, being with him has made me even more intolerant of my soon-to-be ex-husband.

I do not owe him sex.

He will not be touching me.

A few minutes later, Kael stands and holds out his hand. “Let’s go.” He runs his hand over my buttocks, sliding down until he reaches a sensitive part of my body.

Too damn close.

“Going to make your pussy come hard, Briar.”

I swallow and push the door open. Then step outside and pray Trina has had enough time to drive here.

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