I frown at his words and shake my head. “No. They were never engaged.”
Their laughter grows. Collin looks up at me. “They were, Lake.”
“No. They weren’t,” I argue. “I think I would have known if my sister was engaged.” My parents hated that she was his chosen. They would have never let it go that far. She was promised as a Lady to another Lord. But I was never told who it was. It was kept hush-hush.
He gives me a sympathetic look. “Just because they didn’t tell you, doesn’t mean it didn’t happen,” Collin says.
“Like I said.” Mickey looks at my ring. “That’s probably her ring.” His eyes rise to look over my face. “That’s probably why he had you dye your hair. To look more like her.”
I pull away, walk over to the server station, and slam down my tray. “Lake?” Beau calls out as I storm up the stairs and burst into his office, slamming the door shut so hard that it rattles the wall more than the bass that plays below us.
“You were engaged to my sister?” I shout, my heart is pounding and I’m shaking so hard. I can’t get it under control even if I wanted to.
He’s on his office phone. Without even telling them bye, he hangs up and sits back.
“Was this before or after you knocked her up?” I can’t help but ask.
TYSON
Senior yearat Barrington
ME: She’s pregnant.
PRIVATE NUMBER: That’s not what we agreed on.
My teeth grind. Like I don’t fucking know that!
ME: What do I do now?
PRIVATE NUMBER: Do you have what we want?
ME: No.
PRIVATE NUMBER: Then you continue until you do.
Fuck! Another ding and I see a new message.
PRIVATE NUMBER: You may want to consider buying her a ring.
I watchmy wife stand there with her hands on her hips. I don’t need to watch the rise and fall of her tits to know she’s breathing heavily. She’s pissed off at me for not telling her about my past. Too bad.
She marches her ass over to my desk and slams her hands down on it. “Answer the fucking questions, Tyson!” she shouts.
I stand from my desk and open my drawer. I pull out the next size up butt plug and go to walk around it.
“You think I’m going to let you come near me with that?” She points at it and gives a rough laugh. “Fuck that. And fuck you.” She turns and starts to run out.
But I grab her upper arm, bringing her to a stop.
“Don’t touch me!”
I wrap my hand around her throat and pin her up against the wall, pushing my body into hers. “I’m going to fuck mywife’sass tonight.” I put an emphasis on wife, reminding her that it’s her with a ring on her finger, not her sister. Her nostrils flare in understanding. “It’s up to you if it’s enjoyable or painful.”
Baring her straight white teeth at me, she growls, “Your cock isn’t that big, Tyson. I’ll take my chances.” Then she pushes on my chest.
I step back, letting go of her and allowing her to storm out as fast as she entered.
Laughing, I sit back in my seat and put the plug back into the drawer. I like this side of my wife. She deserves to have some backbone at some point in her life. Too bad she’ll learn that those times will have consequences.
