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“Sorry. It just seems so fucking pathetic and irrelevant now I’m putting it in perspective. So some bitch rode me while I was out of it. So fucking what?”

He glared at me again. “Consent is fucking consent, regardless of age, or gender, or any other fucking thing. I’m sure you’d have happily dipped your dick in her if you’d been aware, but she didn’t give you that choice. That pisses me the hell off.”

He could be a feisty bastard.

“So… apart from her name, you get anything else of use? Apart from blowing your load?” Torch asked, leaning his hip against the counter.

I thought back, ignoring his attempt to wind me up.

“Uh… well, she knows my name…”

“How?”

“I told her.”

“Prick. What the hell did you do that for?” It wasn’t like I didn’t ask myself the same damn question.

“It just came out. It’s not like it’s gonna do any harm. She already knows what I look like, and where I fucking live. Hell… she knows what I look like naked. She knows what my cock feels like inside her. She mentioned that a lot actually.”

Torch was shaking his head, looking mildly disgusted.

“She’s just trying to get inside your head. Like what she did wasn’t enough already.”

“I felt like an idiot after we did that… I felt like she’d used me again. I don’t know. I just want to find her, and be in the same fucking place as her, so we can work this shit out.”

Torch smirked at me, and I knew I wasn’t going to like what he was about to say.

“I have a new blowtorch I’ve also been looking to try out.”

I held back a gag. The man should not be allowed near anyone with a knife or a blowtorch.

“What? You want the bitch dead, right? She killed a man. That could have been you.” He looked a tiny bit defensive, even though technically he wasn’t wrong.

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

I couldn’t handle their stares. Did I want her dead? Or did I just want her tied to a bed, for me to fuck? I had no idea anymore.

Naturally she didn’t callagain, at least, not until she could be sure I was alone, hence her call at three in thefucking morning. By the time I realised a phone was ringing, and was awake enough to grab it, I already had two missed calls.

“What the fuck,” I grumbled, not even realising which phone I’d answered, or what the hell was going on.

“Sometimes I drive by the compound, trying to catch a glimpse of you,” Tori said, her voice low and husky.Jesus. My dick twitched almost instantly, and I shoved a hand over the covers, to rest on my stomach. If he got hard, I was gonna make myself cum. I wasn’t wasting any chances.

“Are you out there now?” I asked, sitting up, ready to go out there and find her. My cock was rigid, and my hand instinctively wrapped around it.

“No.” She giggled. “I’m not a fool. If I were out there and told you, you’d send them to capture me. You’d hurt me. You and your brutal brothers.”

I snorted. “They’re not so bad.” I didn’t know why I said that.Some of them really were all bad.

“That’s not what you told me before. You warned me about how dangerous you all are.”

I fell back against my pillows, my urgency dissipating a little, because I’d been all for getting out there and finding her right now.

“They wouldn’t hurt you if I said not to.”

She sighed, and I heard bedcovers moving in the background.

“You took Alicia, and for all I know, she’s dead. Did you hurt her first?”