Page 49 of Broken Hero
“It’s not a problem, is it?” I ask defiantly.
He snorts. “Depends. Did you have my dick in your mouth this morning?”
I gasp. “Don't be an arsehole. I'm meeting up with him, not shagging him in a hotel.”
“And how long do you think it’ll take him to get you to spread your legs?”
I narrow my eyes at him. “You seriously need to stop talking now. I don't understand why you have a problem. This, between us, it's a casual thing - it doesn't mean anything. So, what? Am I supposed to never go out on a date again? You don't want me that way.” It hurts to say it, but it’s true.
“So, you're going to go on a date, flirt with him, then you're going to come home and want me to fuck you?”
Every muscle in his body is tense. He looks like he’s trying to control himself – he’s not doing a very good job. I notice he doesn't argue with what I’ve said.
“No, tonight, I will be coming home and going tomybed.”
“And what would Dickhead think of our little arrangement?”
I shrug. “He has no right to think anything, but neither do you. I'm going. I'm done with this conversation.”
I grab my bag and go to walk past him when he grabs my arm. “Don't expect me to come to you tonight when you've been with that dick.”
“Fuck off, Dec. I can assure youIwon't be coming toyou.”
He snorts. “You say that now but we’ll see.”
Huh, does he know me at all? No way in hell I would go anywhere near his bedroom now.
I don't say anything. I shake his arm off and storm out of the door. I wait at the end of the street for the taxi where he can't see me. What an absolute arsehole! Who does he think he is? Well, fuck him. He cannot talk to me like that.
Chapter Eleven
Sophie
I walk into the coffee shop and look around. Onzo wanted me to meet him in a pub, but I didn’t want him to get the idea that I was going to be staying for a while, so I agreed on the coffee shop.
I see him sat at a table with his head down, looking at his phone. I'd be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to him – those thick dark curls and his handsome features. Plus, I know what he looks like naked, and it's all good—still, been there done that.
