Page 49 of Fix You

While Leo’s lip rolled in disgust at the image I painted, Gianni nodded. “Once after a blow job was too intense.”

At my grunt, Leo snorted. “I’m impressed you managed that with your pencil dick.”

I barked out a laugh as Gianni playfully shoved Leo. “For your information, she warned me she had an intense gag reflex, but I thought she was just shooting me a line. One thrust to the back of her throat later, and I found out she wasn’t shitting me.”

Rolling my eyes, I grumbled, “Jesus.”

Gianni shrugged. “You’re the one who asked.”

“Yeah, I’m fucking regretting it.”

Tilting his head, Leo peered curiously at me. “Did you meet up with someone else besides Maeve last night?”

Before I could reply, Gianni said, “Well, that’s fucking obvious it had to be another lass. I mean, it sure as hell wouldn’t have been her choking on his schlong last night.”

Before I could call him out for not only the Irish euphemisms but alluding to Maeve sucking me off, Leo replied, “He didn’t seal the deal because she puked on him.”

“It’s not like that,” I argued.

“Then enough with all the secrecy and enlighten us,” Leo countered.

Sighing, I replied, “It wasn’t anything remotely seedy. It was just a kiss.” With a grimace, I added, “And maybe a grope of a breast.”

Leo’s expression grew serious. “You kissed her, and she vomited?”

Narrowing my eyes at him, I replied, “Save me the bullshit about turning her off, okay?”

Gianni sucked in a breath. “You’re really concerned.”

“I am.”

“Sounds trauma-induced,” Leo said.

“Her father was abusive,” I remarked.

Leo shook his head. “Sexualtrauma.”

A harsh breath burned through my lungs. “Like a rape?”

He nodded. “Something similar happened to me in college. Took me totally off guard because she came on so strong. We were hot and heavy until I got on top of her, and she started screaming.” Leandro shook his head and grimaced. “In between hyperventilating, she told me about how she’d been drugged at a party and then raped.”

Unbuckling my seatbelt, I remarked, “I need to make a call.”

“But we’re about to land,” Gianni protested.

“I’ll make it quick.”

Oh God, Maeve had been raped. It was the only answer for what happened. Bile rose in my throat. She was in emotional hell, and instead of taking her pain away like I’d wanted, I’d made her worse.

Fuck, I was such a bastard. Not only had I forced her into something she wasn’t comfortable with, but I’d jerked off to her this morning.

Fighting the urge to vomit myself, I slipped into the bedroom. As I pulled my phone out of my jacket pocket, anger suddenly replaced my self-loathing. Someone hadhurtMaeve. They’d caused her emotional and physical pain. My fists clenched at my side as dialed Caterina.

She picked up on the second ring. “Are you missing me already?” she teased.

“Of course.”

Her giggle echoed over the line. “Why don’t you tell me why you really called?”

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