Page 106 of Loving Wild
“And. . . I spent last week nursing my broken heart in a bottle instead of at work. I need to go up there and check on a few things, then I have meetings on-site in Elwood, Black Rock, and one back at the office.”
She turns slowly and looks up at me. I pulled the elastic thing out of her hair earlier, and now it’s a mess of auburn waves all around her.
“Your hair looks nice, you got it cut,” I tell her something I’d forgotten to mention but had noticed when I first saw her last night.
“My hair’s a fucking mess, but thank you. I don’t want you up at the Red Hill job.”
“I have a meeting up there. Things that should’ve been sorted Friday. I need to catch up with Dave, then I’ll be done.”
“She won’t be there?”
“Nope. As far as I know, she’s in Sydney with her husband for the next couple of weeks while he films some TV show.”
“Good, hope she stays there. I still don’t want you up there.”
“Come with me if you want.”
“Not sure I want you up there even if I’m there.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ve fucked her, and I’m a jealous and insecure little bitch, in case you hadn’t noticed.”
I don’t fall into her trap of admitting that I’ve noticed because that will just earn me a whole other kind of spray, instead, I play it safe.
“She holds no fucking interest for me. That all happened a long time ago. It was fucking. Two bodies joining together. Zero emotion involved.”
“I don’t care. It’s a deal-breaker.”
“A deal-breaker? We have deals now? What the fuck, Ren?”
“What the fuck what, Gabe? And yes, we have deals and that one’s not up for debate. End of.”
“End of? End fucking of? You think because you had a bar fight last night, you’re now the boss of me, Little Bird?”
I roll her to her back so I can look down at her.
“As much as I love these blues, I also love it when they turn green. Your jealousy turns me on,” I admit.
Her hand slides down between us and she cups my balls. Totally misreading the situation, I grind into her hand.
“You won’t love it when I rip these off,” she squeezes my nuts as she talks. I yelp—but in a totally manly way. “Then shove them down your throat.”
“Babe, I’ll be no good to you if you rip my balls off,” I tell her after clearing my throat.
“As long as you behave, I’ll let you keep your dick.”
“You’re too fucking kind.”
“I know, you’re welcome.”
“And if I don’t behave?”
“Then I’ll use your dick to shove your balls further down your throat, and then I’ll shove it up your arse and fuck you with it.”
“So much aggression, Little Bird.”
“I’m just getting started, Wild.”
