Page 35 of Burn It Down
“Oh, we both know you want a reason to fuck things up. Seems like I just became that reason, Coops. Don’t even need to fuck me. I’ll suck your cock; Gigi will count it just the same. I can put on a really good show, Coops. Gigi won’t know the difference.” Christ, she was disgusting.
“Once upon a time, I was a whore. Tried to be one anyhow. Being a whore, you deal with whores. I know exactly what you are, Bree. Always did. What you don’t get, though, is me not wanting you has nothing to do with you being a whore. I fucked plenty of whores. I don’t want you because you’re worse than a whore.” Bree laughed, letting her sweater fall, leaving her in a lacy bra and her tiny skirt.
“Please, do enlighten me, Finn. You do know the role. How am I worse? Because I’m a woman?” I let out a curse when she spread her legs, her tiny panties falling to the floor.
“No, because you have no codes. No rules at all. No morals. Even I had some fucking rules. Gigi trusted you once. Newsflash: I think we know that's not the case now. I don’t want you because I want Gigi,” Bree seemed stunned by this, her arms crossing over her front.
“I don’t want you because I care more about Gigi than I could ever care about getting my dick wet in some free pussy. Say whatever you want to her, I don’t care. My woman is good and honest and gives a shit about you, which I can’t fucking fathom. She might believe you now but, when it matters, Gigi will believe the truth. Get the fuck out.” I stormed past her and snatched up her sweater, throwing it in her face. Then I shoved all her shit into her bag and threw that at her too.
Then she was gone. I had no doubt Bree would tell it differently than how it really went down. I turned off the dinner I knew I wouldn’t taste and emptied it into the trash. I could have taken her up on her offer. Let her suck my dick and fill Gigi in on the details later.
Even if I had wanted to, which I categorically did not, it would be too much. We could never come back from that. I might have pushed her too far as it was.
My stupid jealousy and selfish ways forced Gigi to admit that, just maybe, she could want someone else. I wanted to kill that pretty mother fucker. Or any mother fucker she looked twice at. Gigi was mine.
For now, I waited. Waited however long it took for Gigi to realize she wanted me or didn’t. It would hurt if she didn’t. Would rip my fucking heart out, in fact. Once, in the weeks after she first walked out, I had considered my options if that had become my reality.
I never told Cage, but I knew I wouldn’t stay here. I couldn’t. I loved her too fucking much to sit and watch her move on with her life and just pretend I was okay with it. Regardless of her choice, I wanted her to have whatever she wanted.
Even if that wasn’t me.
