“If I knew my asshole was going to turn you into a decent human being, I would have given it to you the first night.”
That made him laugh so hard. “Go take a shower, girl.”
I wobbled out of the room, feeling like Diesel and I had turned a corner, but I wouldn’t trust it a thousand percent just yet.
An hour and a half later, I was outside Diesel’s door tapping on it lightly. After my shower, I’d chosen to sleep in a tank top and boy shorts.
“It’s open, Grey.”
When I opened the door, Diesel stood in the middle of the room with a remote in his hand, turning on the projector in the corner of the room. He was naked and his soft dick hung so pretty between his legs.
“What do you want to watch?”
“Um, I don’t know.”
“What do you watch at night? What were you watching the other night when I came to the room?”
“Oh, you wouldn’t watch it. It’s a show called Wipeout. It’s funny to me because I’m corny.”
“I don’t watch much TV, but if that’s what you want to watch, then I’ll see if I can find it.”
“I guess I’ll take small wins where I can get them,” I said, laughing.
Once he found the show, he went to the right side of the bed and pulled the covers back. I stood on the other side of the bed watching him.
“What you standing there looking crazy for? There ain’t no turndown service here.”
He slid in the bed and stared up at me.
“Girl, get in.” He pulled the covers back, but I continued to stand. “Oh, should I assume that you want to ask a question and you don’t know how to ask it?”
I nodded my head quickly. “And if I get close to you, I won’t hear your answer.”
He shrugged his shoulder. “Just. Ask.”
“Did you threaten Kyle?”
“Oh. Shit, you standing there like you were about to ask me if I was a murderer or something. Yes. I just told him if he contacted you again, he wouldn’t like the outcome.”
“And that’s it?”
“More or less.”
“What does that mean?”
“But you got mad when I asked you if I was wasting my money sending you to Columbia.”
“Don’t do that. Depends on what you tell me, I have a hard decision to make.”
“No matter what I tell you, the next decision you have to make is either sliding in this bed or going down the hall.”
Huffing, I slid in the bed. What I thought was him just fulfilling his negotiations turned into something else when he pulled me to him. He made sure to position my ass on his dick.
I sighed. “My mother says that you threatened Kyle and now he’s being locked up in a psych ward because he says that you have someone watching him. I went to bat for you, telling her that you literally had no reason to threaten him. He needs to be in a psych ward for more reasons than just him being paranoid.”
He didn’t say anything, so I turned toward him. “Do you really have someone watching him?”
“Hell no. Kyle is not even a blip on my radar. However, I did have someone go down there, so he’d be prepared to take my call.”