I was infatuated.
With a human.
A human with a sorcery bloodline.
I was fucked.
“Please.We both need this.I will find a way to make sure you are paid.”I had no idea how I was going to make that happen, and I was out of time.
“Great.When you tell me your solution, I’ll ride a toy for you.”He turned and walked away, ass cheeks bare and begging for teeth marks.
My teeth marks.
“Timothy,” I growled.
He stopped and glanced over his shoulder.“I was enjoying this.The way you told me what to do, and…and I wanted you to fuck me.But how can I trust you?”
I hadn’t lied, but I had left out a rather large chunk of the truth.“You wanted this deal to protect your sister.It was never about money.”
He turned and jabbed his finger at me.“That was before I realized you were selling it online and turning me into a…a porn star.”
“What is that?”It sounded like a bad thing.
“It’s someone who makes sex movies.”
“Oh.”So not a bad thing, but he was still angry at me.
He rushed on before I could say anything else.“And you lot seem to get off on watching humans.”
Did he think watching sex movies was bad?“Some do.Others are curious or horrified.”
He stares at me.“You’re not making this any better.”
I take a step toward him.“How do I make it better?I have been enjoying this with you.”
He raked his fingers through his hair but didn’t look at me.“For today, leave.Maybe in five days’ time the hurt will have dissipated enough that I’ll be able toperform.”
I couldn’t argue with that, but I didn’t have to like it.I thought we had a good thing going.Good for me…but I understood why he was pissed.A few presents weren’t going to help him move out, but I couldn’t have told him the truth at the start.
Santa, I never imagined my channel taking off.
Timothy walked into the bathroom and shut the door, making it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me.Fine.I was out of time anyway, even though I didn’t have any new content.
If he wasn’t obeying the deal, neither was I.
I snarled and stepped back into the wardrobe.I’d remind him why he wanted the deal in the first place and, with luck, sever his connection to magic.
Chapter22
Timothy
Bunny began barkinga heartbeat after Farrow left my room.I didn’t need to see him to feel that he was gone.I flung open the bathroom door, ripped off the stupid slutty top, and pulled on pajama pants and a T-shirt, because if I didn’t shut her up, I’d be in trouble.Upstairs, a door banged as if the house was caught in its own storm.
I opened my bedroom door and stuck my head out.“Bunny, what are you barking at?”
I played the part of a confused and sleepy person in case my father appeared at the top of the stairs.Bunny ran toward me, claws skittering over the tiles, before turning and running away.I followed her into the living room.This time, there were no ripped-open cushions, but everything had been swept off the coffee table.
Fuck Farrow.I knew what he was doing.He wanted to make money off me, and now that I wasn’t playing, he was having a tantrum.
