“Then why the fuck did he tell the police you are together?”
Peter told them that?
He really shouldn’t have. It wasn’t for him to make assumptions about the two of us. I liked him, but he wasn’t… Aiden. My heart sank. Even if Peter was waiting for me, it no longer mattered because I wasn’t going back to my old life. Not now. Not ever. Aiden wouldn’t let me and if I was being honest with myself, I had no desire to either.
“He what? My uncle told you this, didn’t he? I’m not in a relationship with anyone. I haven’t even had a real boyfriend before so don’t start shit with me about this.”
Aiden reeled back slightly, letting go of my throat.
“What?”
“What part didn’t you understand?”
Anger simmered in my veins. I didn’t like accusations being flung at me.
“What do you mean you’ve never had a boyfriend before? You’re not a…”
“Not a what? A virgin? No, definitely not.”
“Who the fuck have you been with?”
“What kind of question is that? I don’t ask you about who you’ve slept with. Seriously, what is with you?”
I shoved at his chest. He moved a little which allowed me to scramble out from underneath him and tear out of the bed. I glared at him.
“Where do you get off accusing me of shit first thing in the morning?”
The next moment, he was out of the bed and in my face. He grabbed me by the arms and held me in place.
“You are fucking mine, Avery. Mine. No one else can touch you. No one else can have you. No one. Mine.”
“Oh, so what you’re going to be all fucking possessive and shit just because I’ve got a past? Screw you.”
I tried to get away from him, but his grip on me was so tight, it almost hurt.
“Get off me.”
“No.”
“I don’t know what you want from me, Aiden. One minute you’re locking me up, the next comforting me, then you’re trying to fuck me… or not. And now, I don’t even know what this is. What do you want? Do you want me to tell you I’m yours? I already fucking said that. I have been yours from the moment you walked into my life and fucked it up. What else do I have to do to prove it to you? I. Am. Yours.”
Steel eyes stared down at me. Disarming me on every level. Aiden had a way of making me so angry yet one look from him had it flying out the window. I just wanted him to make some semblance of sense or at least be consistent in the way he treated me.
“Tell me how many.”
“Three.”
I knew what the fuck he was asking. I wasn’t going to tell him who they were, but if he was going to be such a prick about this, I had to give him something.
“Let me make something clear to you now. If anyone else tries to put their dick in you, I will put a bullet in their head.”
That sentence pierced right through my irritation. Why the fuck would he resort to killing someone if they tried anything with me?
“Why because only you’re allowed to do that?”
I wished I’d kept my mouth shut. I wished I’d never got angry with him.
Aiden leant down until he was right up in my face.