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Relief tinged by shame settled in my head, and I stood like a goddamn fool, flaccid dick hanging out, the gaping doorway in front of me a silent, mocking laughter of my so-called self-control, my professionalism—my goddamnweakness.
I kicked the door shut and shoved my dick away, but I’d managed to mangle my cum-drenched slacks enough I couldn’t properly tuck myself behind the zipper and clasp.
“Fuck!” I punched the doorjamb, the pain radiating up myarm remaining long after the emotional tether between me and Primrose faded to the point I no longer sensed her crushing agony.
I’d never felt so empty, soalone,in my life.
Silence sat behind the wall containing the voice of the beast inside me.
“Not real. Notfuckingreal,” I muttered over and over, trying and failing to force the need for Primrose from my head and wishing like fuck Steven’s friend would call me back to tell me I wasn’t insane.
Chapter 25
Jaxon
Work sucked ass worse than I’d expected. Bagging fucking groceries. Sure, Prim and I had a nice stash of money between the two of us, but I didn’t want to blow through it like a couple of irresponsible kids. I needed to prove myself a workingmanshe could rely on, a nest egg tucked away for our future together, one I feared would only ever see us as a couple rather than the threesome fate dictated.
I’d promised to figure out how to convince Patrick he belonged in our lives, but my brain couldn’t figure shit out. Without my usual manipulation tactics, I was powerless. Fucking useless. And that shit messed with my mind toward Prim, too.
I longed to be her everything. Take care of her needs, not just sexually and emotionally, but physically as well. That meant a good job that would provide better than a handful of dollars per hour.
Never mind, I wouldn’t even be able to fulfill those first two without the one man we craved.
After a quick lesson in making sure I didn’t pack bananason top of bread in the store’s brown paper bag, I stood behind a cashier as she beeped item after item across the scanner, the lame-ass music and murmur of voices only aggravating me more than the clothing causing every inch of my skin to itch.
I wanted Primrose, missed her enough I kept rubbing my chest like a cavern had split open inside me due to her absence.
The twenty-something cashier to my right kept checking me out—I swore I could feel her calculating stare. Glancing her way twice earned me smiles, but I ignored the gesture, uninterested in a transactional hookup like I used to seek out. If she’d been looking at me like that before Prim had stormed into my life, I’d have been buried between her thighs before night’s end.
The girl brushed past me while heading to break, but rather than causing my dick to twitch with interest in her big breasts, the appendage shriveled even more with disgust.
At least cheating would never be in the cards thanks to my body’s recognition of who I belonged to.
Five minutes later, I went to the break room to grab something to eat—and found her there by herself.
“Hey,” she said, her voice allcome and get me, hot thing.
Not wanting to be more of an asshole than I’d already been, I mumbled a greeting and pulled open the fridge for my bottle of water I’d left on the bottom shelf earlier.
My backside tingled.
“You new in town?” she asked as I straightened.
“Yeah.”
“Got a girlfriend?”
My dragon purred. I smiled as the bottle lip rested against mine. “Something like that.” Long pulls filled my mouth with cold water, and I swallowed, the chillreaching my empty stomach.
She stood and rounded the table, pressing against my side while straining up onto her tiptoes. Her hot breath brushed over my neck, and I stepped away, capping my water as my dragon growled a warning for her to back the fuck off.
“Not interested,” I said before she could do whatever she’d planned in her attempted seduction.
“What, are you gay or something?” she asked, hands on hips and scowling at me as though she thought she was God’s gift to men and hadn’t ever been turned down.
Which, considering the size of this measly town as compared to Phoenix, she probably hadn’t.
Kinda…reminded me of myself pre-Primrose, goddess of my life.
