Page 189 of Texting Dr. Stalker

He froze.

His fingers tightened over my eyes, keeping me blind all while he wrenched his mouth away.

“No, don’t—” I mewled. “Don’t stop.”

“How can I not?” he choked.

Our mania turned to agony. We stood in the eye of the storm, breaking each other apart.

“I didn’t mean to…it’s not you.” I squirmed beneath his fingers. “Let me see. Drop your hand.”

He didn’t reply. Didn’t move.

Trapped, my heart seized, breasts ached, and legs struggled to stand. More tears slipped beneath his palm, brimming with frustration.

I wanted toscream.

Why did I have to cry?

Why did Milton still have this hold on me?

Why did you have to stop?

“Hey…it’s okay.” He shuddered, nudging his nose to mine, softly, gently. “It’s just me. I know I’m angry with you right now, and you’re furious with me, but…I would never hurt you. You know that, right? This stops the second you change your mind. Just say the word, and I’m gone.”

“It’s not that.” I sagged against him, giving in to him keeping me blindfolded. “It’s not even him. I…” I struggled to put into words to describe the sweetest ecstasy he’d given. “I was free for the first time. I stepped into someone I’ve always wanted to be.”

He stayed quiet, letting me sift through my truth.

But then he shifted as if to let me go.

I dug my nails into his waist. “If you leave, you will never be welcome back here again. Do you hear me?”

His fingers flexed over my eyes. “But if I’m making it worse—”

“You’re not. You’re making everything better.” Swallowing hard, I tipped up my chin. “Kiss me.”

“We should talk about—”

“I’m done talking. What I want is for you to finish what you started.”

He let out a harsh growl. “Lori, I—”

“Wait.”

Lori.

He called me Sailor Rose before.

How?

Sucking in a shaky breath, I whispered, “You called me Sailor. In the garden.”

He went deathly still.

Cold water trickled down my spine. “X…h-how do you know my real name?”

A tortured noise sounded in the back of his throat. His hips rocked into mine almost as if he had no control over the obsession we’d started.

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