Page 174 of Dance of Defiance
Val stares at me, his face shifting between confused, amused, and angry.
“Is this a fucking joke?”
I shake my head. “No?—”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m serious.”
He barks a cold laugh. “Me too.Fuck. You.”
He starts to turn, but my hand shoots out, grabbing his bicep.
“Please,” I blurt, my pulse skipping.
Godit feels good to touch him again, even if it’s just his forearm.
“You want to fuckher,” Val spits venomously. “Withme.”
No, I don’t. But the thought of Val going home with those other two destroys me.
I know it's fucking pathetic. But Ineed him. I need to be close to him, to be intimate with him, even if there’s someone else there.
“Look, I just?—”
“Fine.”
My eyes snap to his. Val is looking at me with a cold, brutal intensity that sucks the air from my lungs. But I don’t look away.
I don’t ever want to look away.
“Really?”
“I saidfine, okay?” Val growls. “Now, are we doing this or not?”
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What the fuckam I doing?
There’s a drink in my hand, but how it got there, I don't know. Also, this is the first time I’ve ever been in Roman’sstunningapartment—a two-level, glass and metal penthouse with ridiculous views of Central Park—but I'm barely seeing it.
Instead, I’m just watching Roman, my brows furrowed deeply as he sways on his feet near a huge wall of vinyl records, speakers, and sound system pieces, bending down to fiddle with something.
Sensual music instantly fills the penthouse. A drunken, feminine giggle rips my attention from Roman, my eyes sliding over toher.
Anna.
I ditched Ashley and Julian without hesitation. But it sure as fuck wasn’t because I wanted to have a goddamn three-way with Roman and this fucking leech of a girl. I glare at her as she raisesher arms up, moving drunkenly to the music as she kicks off her heels.
Her dress is next as she reaches down to slowly—I’m sure she believes it’stantalizingly—tug the dress up over her head before letting it drop to the floor.
“Oopsie!” she giggles obnoxiously.
Roman turns. But his glazed eyes don’t go to the girl swaying sensually in her bra and panties.
They go tome.
