My eyes widen. Hart’s getting revenge for his boyfriend, so Rory must be important to him.
“You catch my drift?”
I nod. “So we have a talk with Hart and use Rory as a bargaining chip.”
“Bingo.”
I wouldn’t mind getting my hands back on Rory. He cried so desperately, and his cock-sucking lips looked amazing all bruised and broken.
Damn, my dick’s getting hard at the thought.
“I want Rory,” I demand.
“Of course, but I want a go at him too.”
“I don’t give a fuck who has him after I do.” Hell, I might just kill him for all the shit he’s put me through.
He’d look so pretty gasping for air as his face turns blue, the bright light in his eyes flickering into nothingness.
Yeah, that’s going to happen.
27
RORY
The suit that Daddy picked out for me is perfect.
It’s a buttery soft fabric in a dove-gray color that makes my eyes pop. Under that is a gauzy ivory shirt with a square neck.
It’s a nice contrast, the suit with the flowy shirt.
Manly but still androgenous in a way that has me smiling.
He thought about me, and what I like. He didn’t just put me in a tux. No, he gave me something soft and pretty.
“You look beautiful, rabbit, but I think you’re missing something.”
I look down at myself. “Really? What?”
He surprises me by opening a long, thin box. Inside sits a necklace with diamonds and sapphires in an alternating pattern.
“Holy shit!” I gasp. “Is that real?”
“It is, and because it’s such a big present, I’m going to let the swearing go this time.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, but it’s so beautiful.” My hands itch to touch it.
“Here, let me put it on you.” I turn and face the mirror, watching as he places it around my neck.
“It’s cold.” I shiver.
“Should I take it off?” he teases, and I clutch my neck.
“No!”
“So you like it?”
“I love it!” I gasp and pull him down for a kiss.
