Page 186 of Texting Dr. Stalker

What the fuck are we doing?

This didn’t even make sense.

“You dare approach another guy, and I call in all my debts.”

She turned back to face me slowly. “What’s that supposed to mean? Debts? What debts?”

I tried to stop words from forming.

I did my best to be better.

I failed.

My boot-encased feet thudded toward her as the politeness and professionalism I’d clung to all my life cracked piece by piece. “Did you honestly think I’ve been keeping you safe all this time forfree?” I cocked my head. “That I’ve invested so many hours into making sure you were whole again just so another man could have you?”

Fuck, what are you doing?

Her eyes bugged, desire pooling like blue addiction. “W-What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that you aremine. If you want a man—an undeserving man who might hurt you, use you, and disrespect you—then I suppose that man will have to be me.”

She gulped and backpedalled toward the door.

I waited to see fear. To see panic. All I saw was her chest heaving and lips glistening and her surrendering to everything that I’d promised.

I hunted her. Slowly. “Where are you going? Suddenly afraid?”

She scrambled for words. “O-Of course not. I’m not afraid of you.”

“Good. Then come here and prove I’m the only man permitted to touch you.”

Her nose stuck up. “I’m not yours, you jerk. I’m my own person. I’m—”

“You might think that, but you’re not. You’remine, Sailor Rose. And you owe me for every night you made me hard watching you through the window. You owe me for every morning you made me fall in love with you watching you in the garden. You owe me for every smile and touch and moment. You’ve driven me insane. You’ve turned me into someone I don’t even recognise. And I’m done. You want to see me snap? Congratu-fucking-lations. You’re about to get your wish.”

“H-How do you know my full name?”

Black spots in my eyes.

Faintness over my thoughts.

Fuck, I just slipped. I should apologise. I needed to get a grip on myself and stop being this asshole.

But…I’d given in.

There was no going back.

“You know what?” I bared my teeth. “I’m done with this.” Stepping into her, I grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her over my shoulder. Spanking her ass, I stalked toward the back door and sidestepped the orange kitten chasing us.

“Put me down!” She pummeled my back. “X, what the hell?”

I couldn’t talk.

I literally couldn’t string two words together.

I was too afraid, too annoyed, too worked up. I shook my head and spanked her again. Not hard but not gentle either.

Carrying her inside, I waited until Peng dashed over the threshold before slamming the door and tossing her onto her feet.

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