Page 15 of Property of Slay


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Rage ignited in my belly. Were they a couple already? Was I too late?

“He’s also my friend,” she said, instantly defusing me.

“That’s good. We can’t have too many friends.”

“No, we can’t.” She stared into my eyes. I wouldn’t be surprised if she could see into my dark soul. “What did you need to talk about? Were you wanting some book recommendations for your club girl?”

“My club girl?” I screwed up my face. “I don’t have any girl.”

“Yes you do. The one wearing booty shorts and carrying your laundry. She seemed disappointed to not have your bedroom key.” She leaned toward me. In a tight voice, she said, “Give her a key. It’s a nice thing to do when she sleeps in your bed every night.”

That there reeked of jealousy. It made me damn happy too.

“Suzy isn’t in my bed every night.”

“Suzy?”

“Yeah, Suzy. She mostly does my laundry.”

“Poor girl. She does all the dirty work and doesn’t get any of the perks.” She shook her head.

“Do you want me to give her my biggest perk.” I shot a wicked grin at her.

She gasped. “Don’t talk like that in here. This is a family-friendly establishment!”

“There aren’t any children around.”

“There could have been.” She scanned the area. “I don’t care what you give her.”

“You don’t?” Admittedly, her words hurt.

“God, Slay. Why would I? You’re a grown man and free to do whatever or whoever you want.”

“Good to know.” I stepped away from her. “You answered my question.”

“What question? You didn’t ask one.”

“It doesn’t really matter anymore.” I turned on my heel to leave. Clearly, Cass would never be mine again. I just had to fucking accept it. “Good luck with Alek.”

“Wait!” She grabbed my wrist and jerked me around.

“What?” Just feeling her touching me made me weak.

It didn’t matter how many years had passed since we were together. I could still taste the cherry ChapStick she used to wear on my tongue. Hear her sweet whimpers during sex. Feel her warm, naked body shivering against mine after her climax.

Christ, I could take her right the fuck now.

Maybe I should try.

I could toss her over my shoulder, take her into the back where her office was, and pound her on her desk.

God, if only I knew she wouldn’t fight back.

“I’m so confused.” She wrinkled her forehead and bit her bottom lip. It stole my attention, and I practically forgot what we were talking about.

“Would you slap me if I kissed you right now?” I needed to seal my lips on to hers more than I needed my next breath.

Her mouth slowly popped open, and she sighed.Sighed.