Page 54 of Deepest Obsession

“What the hell were you doing, going on a date with him?”

I stay silent, turning my head and looking away. At anything but him.

“Answer me, little bird.”

“Just let me get changed.”

“You think I’m going to let you remember this dress as the one you wore out on a date with him? Not a chance. You’re going to remember this dress as the one you wore while I fucked you until you screamed for the whole house to hear.”

“Please don’t touch me,” I say in a soft, small voice. I hate that that’s how I sound. I’m angry, not scared. I can handle myself. But still, I sound like a cornered child about to start crying.

Xander is off me in a split second, putting enough distance between us that I feel like I can breathe.

“Turn around so I can finish changing.”

He obeys silently, to my surprise.

Then again, Xander always stopped when I told him to—not that I did very often.

I change quickly and then lower myself onto my bed. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to hear from you again.”

“Can I turn around?”

“Yes.”

He does, shoving his hands into his pockets. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? A choice. And I gave you space to make one. Have you decided?”

“I have.”

He waits.

But I don’t answer.

“Sophia.”

“I need Blaze’s number.”

Xander’s nostrils flare. He came here to see if I want him or not, and I ask him for another man’s number. Who knows what he’s thinking right now.

“Why the fuck would I give it to you?”

“You want an answer from me.”

“Blaze isn’t involved in this,” Xander growls.

“He is to me. I need to talk to him.”

“Why?” His fists are clenched in his pockets.

“Just give me his number and go. Meet me in the park tomorrow at five.” I stand, grabbing my phone and pulling up a blank contact profile.

Xander grunts, snatching my phone and typing in a number before handing it back. He turns to go without a word.

“Xander.”

He pauses. One of his hands grips the doorframe as he spins around. Even in the dim lighting of my bedroom, I can see the fury swimming in his eyes.

“Thank you.”

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