George fucks me. It’s not with anything other than pure physical need. We’re both searching for relief and distraction from whatever is happening inside our heads. My fingers grip his shoulders as he moves, our heavy breathing filling the otherwise quiet air around us. He grinds his pelvis against my clit with each stroke.
I climb higher and higher, and when he rips his mouth from mine and buries his face in my neck, I know he’s close. His movements become erratic, fucking me hard and fast against the door.
I come.
Then he comes.
And the moment it’s all over, I’m filled with instant regret and sadness.
GOOSE
Staring at Piggy, I allow his words to sink in fully. It takes a couple of minutes longer for me to really comprehend what he’s saying because I’m still drunk, but then it hits me. It slams into me.
My woman.
My woman, who had little to almost no experience before a few weeks ago. My woman went home from a bar with someone. A stranger. Well, she might know him because Thunder Rock is the size of a goddamn pebble.
But I still can’t quite comprehend what he’s saying to me. I’m trying, but I don’t believe it. I can’t believe it. I stare at him,unsure that what he’s telling me is the absolute truth, but then again, why would he lie?
There is absolutely nothing to gain from his lying. Not about this. And Piggy is the last guy in this club who would anyway. He’s one of the best men I’ve ever met. I trust him just as much as I trust my own twin.
Wrapping my fingers around my beer bottle, I lift it to my lips and take a pull. My brain is trying to catch up and grasp what Piggy is saying to me. I don’t, though. It seems too jumbled. Nothing that he’s said makes sense.
Cidney wouldn’t do that.
“Maybe I need to talk to Lainey myself,” I state.
He snorts. “I’m telling you exactly what she said to me. I know shit went down between you and Ivy, so I don’t know if it even matters at this point. But I wanted to pass along the information in case it got back to you in a different way.”
“Shit didn’t just go down between us,” I say, curling my lip in disgust.
My body still aches from the beating Ivy delivered, the one I let him give me, thinking he would give me permission to be with Cidney. He fucked me up and then fucked me over. I don’t even have a real explanation for why he said I couldn’t be with her. Just that he would never allow it.
“Ivy made it perfectly fucking clear that there could be no us. End of goddamn discussion.”
Piggy shakes his head. He wraps his fingers around the back of his neck, hissing out a breath as he looks down at his feet. He lifts his head a moment later, his eyes finding mine, and I can see the pity in them.
I hate that shit, but I would probably look at myself the same way if the roles were reversed. I’ve been beat to shit, I’m hungover as fuck, and I’m brokenhearted.
I’m a goddamn sight for sore eyes.
“Thanks, brother,” I murmur.
He tilts his head to the side, his gaze searching mine. “You need to talk, Goose.”
I let out a laugh, though it doesn’t sound like I find any of this comical. I don’t. I don’t know if anything could fucking be comical in my life at this point. I probably won’t ever laugh again, which is honestly fine with me, too. I should have left the moment Maverick and Zadie got together. I should have realized that was my sign to move on.
“I will, just not yet.”
I wrap my fingers around his shoulder and give him a gentle shake as I move past him and make my way toward Bullet’s office. I don’t even know if he’s in there right now, but if he’s not, I can wait.
The door to the office is open, and the light is also on, pouring into the hallway. I knock on the doorjamb, waiting for him to call me in. He does almost immediately.
Inhaling a deep breath, I sway slightly, wondering what the fuck I’m doing, and if I should be making life-altering decisions in this state, but I do anyway, consequences be damned.
Stepping into the office, I close the door behind me. Bullet lifts his head, his eyes find mine, and he does a shit job of hiding his wince. I know it’s because of the way I look. I don’t give a fuck. I let Ivy beat the fuck out of me. I let him, and I still lost big time. I want everyone to see just how goddamn unreasonable he’s being.
“I’m asking your permission to go nomad.”
