“Okay, promise.”
Fresh tears swell in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Dusha moya, so sorry.”
“For what?”
“For birthing you into this world. I wish I could support your preferences, but I can’t. It’s impossible for families likeours. Even if your father accepts it, which he never will since he’s too traditional, his entourage will kill you and him to set an example. You know that, right?”
I nod once.
Because Idoknow that. Slowly, reality slams into me like an explosion.
Truth is, my unconventional attraction could and would be fatal for me and the two people I love the most—Mama and Alya.
And yet as Mama hugs me again, all I can think of is my lips on Vaughn’s.
I have to—no, Ineedto see him again.
Even if it’s just one final time.
Forclosure.
16
YULIAN
PRESENT
Sixteen days, four hours, and twenty minutes.
Is this starting to seem like a pattern? Some would say an obsession—some being Cy—but you know, if it looks like it, feels like it, and the shoe fits…
Seriously, though, my counting habits are getting out of hand because of anothermajorfucking problem.
I suppress a groan as I wave at Kevin, who’s leaving the room. He tried his best, but I’m just not feeling it, and that’s a serious anomaly because I am asexualbeing.
Violence and sex are what I’m good at, sometimes not in that order.
So the fact that I haven’t been in the fucking mood since that night in the Heathens’ forest is an issue.
A catastrophe, so to speak.
My dick hasn’t been put to use, and I’m afraid it’ll fall off.
Okay, just kidding; it was put to use, but only by my hand as I was picturing harsh lips, soft breaths, and uncontrollable trembling.
And that’s even more of an anomaly.
I’ll be the first to admit that I prefer boys like Kevin, who love dressing in the cutest panties and spreading their asses for me.
Maybe it’s because the idea of dominating them ignites a feral feeling inside me, or maybe because they’re both beautiful and adorable and love my twisted sense of humor—yeah, I know I’m an acquired taste.
In short, I have a type, and it’s the same in men and women—soft skin, delicate features, and a submissive streak.
That’s who Igofor.
That’s who I gethardfor.
So whythe fuckcan’t I stop picturing the one guy who has none of the above?
