Page 185 of Texting Dr. Stalker

“You were still covered in bruises—”

“And I wanted you to paint me with new ones. Ones I chose!” Her rage billowed to match mine. Curling her fist, she struck me in the chest. “You were so intent on fixing me, you didn’t see what was right in front of your face. Why did you have to make me feel that level of pleasure, huh? Why did you awaken me to all these feelings and then have theaudacityto justvanish.” Hitting me again, she snarled, “I’m so pissed off at you. I hate that you’re here. I hate that you’re still trying to protect me all while being so stupidly blind.” Laughing, she shrugged. “But you know what? It’s fine. I’mfine.I don’t want you anymore. I’m not some victim anymore. I’m not some breakable doll to wrap in bubble wrap. I’m alive and horny, and I’m done playing whatever game this is. So go away, X. Vanish like you always do. Leave me alone so I can find someone else who will give me—”

“You’re not finding anyone.”

“You can’t stop me. I’m going to pick a guy who—”

“No way inhellis that happening. No fuckingwayam I letting another man touch you.Ever.”

“You don’t own me! I can do whatever I damn well want!”

My heart pounded as I gave in to the possession, the obsession. “Try me and see what happens.”

“Okay, fine. Let’s see what happens. Tell you what, I’ll go out right now and find a guy to do what you refuse to do, and you can damn wellwatch.”

“Last warning.” My voice resembled tar and gravel. “I’m not in the mood to fight with you.”

“Well, I am. I’ve been in the mood ever since you first touched me!”

“I need you to go inside. Right now.”

“More demands, huh? Alright, two can play at that game.” Stepping toward me, she hissed, “WhatIneed is for you to come here and kiss me.”

My cock almost crawled out of my black slacks.

I shook and shattered and clung to the last shreds of my self-control. “I don’t come on command.”

“You sure about that? Pretty sure you came last time.”

“Careful—”

“No,yoube careful.” Her smile was nasty. “Just go away, alright? Your threats won’t work because I know they’re empty.”

I went fatally still. “You don’t think I’ll punish you for putting your life in danger?”

Stop right now.

This wasn’t safe.

The doctor in me screamed to end this. This fight careened toward one conclusion. A conclusion that would scramble all her healing and leave me as the guy who hurt her.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Actually, I think you’re repressed and afraid and would rather walk away than let yourself go.”

“I let go, and this won’t end well.”

She sniffed with arrogance. “For you, probably. But for me, I’ll get what I’ve been begging for all along.”

It was my turn to quake and burn andyearn.

My thoughts turned black. If I gave in, this wouldn’t be nurturing and nice. I wouldn’t be able to give her sweet and soft. Fucking her when I was this angry would be like a physiotherapist allowing his patient rehabbing from a broken leg to enter a marathon.

It’ll break her all over again.

“Go inside, Lori. Lock the door.”

She smiled with a terrible little grin. “Nope. You know what? I’m going to do exactly what I said and find a man who’s willing to follow through on his threats.” Spinning away, she flounced toward the back door. “See ya.”

My teeth cracked I clenched so hard.

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