Page 39 of What Alex Wants…He Gets

“It’s a good thing I know Alex likes a sassy woman. Where I on the other hand would be

more likely to fuck it out of you as quickly as possible.”

Unbidden images of my being fucked hard at the Glass Kat flooded my mind. Fire erupted between my legs of its own free will. Damn arrogant man. He probably knew exactly what his words did to me.

“One of these days, if I’m ever ready to settle down, I’m going to find a sweet submissive who lives to follow my rules.”

I snort laughed. “Good luck with that.” Although he might with that sexy as sin face and body to match. Plus the badge. A very good girl would suit him well.

A few minutes later we arrived back at my door. Torn between running away and grilling Jeremy for more information on Alex, I bit my lip and shoved my hands into my pocket.

“You really are going to be a stubborn one, aren’t you?” he asked.

“I have no idea what you mean.”

“Uh huh. Look, you need to talk to Alex. You’ve got it all wrong.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you don’t know Alex and his needs at all. Talk to him. Hear him out. It’s time to let down this wall you’ve built around you.” Jeremy made a knocking motion in the air in front of me.

His words knocked some of the outrage out of me. Maybe I’d been thinking and acting too rigidly…maybe.

“I’ll think about it.”

Jeremy nodded. “I’d offer you good luck, but I don’t think you’re going to need it. But I will wish you patience because you definitely need that.” He lifted my hand to his mouth and pressed a quick kiss to my skin before dropping it and walking away. I watched him move down the sidewalk until his form became a speck in the distance.

You’ve got it all wrong.

His words taunted me. Did I? My body shivered every time I thought of Alex’s hands touching me. Although it was the sound of his voice whispering commands in my ear that made me tremble with the need for more. I’d convinced myself that if I just gave it enough time I’d get over him and the way he made me feel.

I was back in the kitchen elbow deep in flour and sugar when I realized that Jeremy had never answered my second question. He couldn’t have meant what he said. I knew what a collar was, but why would Alex want one for me?

Now Jeremy’s cryptic messages had me more confused than ever. It looked like he was going to get exactly what he wanted. If I wanted to understand or move on I’d have to face Alex and tell him how I really felt.

Too bad I feared saying goodbye in person was going to rip my heart out for good.

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