Page 122 of Trigger

In a moment of weakness, I stepped toward him and rested myforehead on his.

“I missed you, too,” I said with a sigh. “But when you touch me,you hurt me, Dom. You hurt me because I want more than you can give me. Youmake my heart ache, and you make my dick hard. You make me unhappy, Dom. Andhonestly… I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”

“Please,” he whispered, pale in the face. “I’m sorry. I’ll tryharder. I’ll make this work. I swear, I will.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You can’t make this work, Carter. Youwant us to hang around, and I want us to fuck. I’m sorry to sound crude, butthese are the facts. We want different things. There’s no middle ground for us.No…” I rested my hands on my hips, shaking my head in helpless frustration.“I’m going to…” The idea alone hurt. The idea alone felt as if someone stabbedme and then twisted the knife in my heart. “I’m going to ask for a transfer.”

His eyes flashed in anger, like two jungle green lightnings in thestormy sky.

“No!”

“I’m not going to survive this,” I said, trying to make himunderstand. “I won’t survive you. This is not casual to me. This is not—”

Before I could finish the sentence, he grabbed me by the lapelsand slammed me into a wall. “I said no, and I meant fucking no!”

I looked at him incredulously. “I’m not sticking around to watchyou with another woman, Carter. I saw enough of that shit. No, I’m—”

“You’re not leaving!”

“Do you want to watch me with another man?”

At my question, he loosened his grip on me and frowned. “Wha…what?”

“You haven’t thought this through, pal. Or did you think I wouldbecome a monk for you?”

“Don’t talk to me about the other… other…”

“You can’t even say it,” I said, laughing bitterly. “Other man.Say it. Other men.”

“Oh, fuck off, Tye!”

I grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him against the wall untilour positions were reversed.

“No, you fuck off!” I said through my teeth. “You. Refused. Me. Soget your head out of your ass, climb off that high horse, and get the hell outof this bathroom with your tail between your legs. Because if you don’t, Iswear to God, I will ram my dick up your ass so hard the neighbors will knowit.”

“You presumptuous, self-righteous prick!” Carter growled, slappingmy hands away. “You will get near my ass when hell freezes over, you arrogant,delusional—”

I laughed. “Delusional? You get a boner every time I look at you,and you think your ass would be a challenge? You’re practically begging me tobend you over, Saint Carter, not that you would ever admit it to yourself.”

“The only person bending over will be you, you sanctimoniousprick, but only if you grow a pussy and a brain. How stupid do you think I am?Ooh,you have a pretty smile, Carter. Ooh, you smell amazing, Carter.Did youreally think the pick-up lines you practiced on petty criminals and dopeheadswould work on me?”

I smiled sweetly. “Oh, they would work on you, brother, if you hada heart and a spine. But you never had the former, and Vicky cured you of thelatter.”

He wrapped his hand around my throat, his eyes flashingdangerously. “You know what? I finally figured out how to shut you up. Sinceyou like them tall, dark, and with a big dick, I have the perfect cure for yourmouthiness.”

“Are you threatening me with your dick, Saint Carter?” I bit out,wheezing. “Because if you are, then shove that big boy down my throat. If youdare.”

“Oh, I dare, because you have no idea who you are dealing with,”Carter growled. “Now take back what you said and apologize.”

I snorted. “Never.”

“I hoped you would say that. Gag reflex? Yes, or no?”

“It’s your lucky day.”

At the sound of a loud crash in the distance, we both flinched,just as Carter uttered an alarmed, “Shelly!”

Fuck, but we were two selfish bastards.

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