Page 188 of The Art of Almost Losing It
“And you should go to prison for—”
“For what? Fucking my own girlfriend? And yes, Kraig, she is my girlfriend. She belongs to me. That means those panties ofhers you stole? Mine. Now give them to me.” Graham steps in front of me. Menacing. Dangerous.
Kraig hesitates then scowls as he reaches into his jacket.
“You’re carrying those around?!” I shriek.
“He’s sick, isn’t he? Just like his father,” Graham mocks.
“Fuck you.” Kraig jerks in Graham’s direction.
Graham just laughs. Then stops abruptly. “Get the fuck out. I don’t want to see you at this party again.”
Graham shoves me against the door after Kraig scuttles out with one last ugly look at us.
“Sorry—”
“He’s right,” Graham whispers. “I am a monster. You really should have just taken the money, Dani.”
“I don’t want the money. I want you.”
Our lips almost touch. I feel the words on my mouth.
“I want you.” I whisper the words. “Take me—you know how ready I am for you.”
Wait.I can’t have sex with him. I’m taped up. He’ll realize I’m a fraud, that I’m not good enough for him.
I hold my breath for a second as I try to come up with a funny, flirty, sexy excuse for all the tape all over my chest.
He hums against the side of my hair.
“I think I’d rather have you on my arm.”
Oh, thank God.
His eyes are dark.
“I like knowing you’re dripping wet and insane thinking about my cock. I want you silently begging me to use your pussy.”
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I’m going to burn these panties. I don’t want her to have anything that Kraig touched.
“I hope you don’t like them.”
“Are you buying me new ones?”
“I like you without them.”
I hand Dani the plate of snacks I found for her and, her hand in mine, lead her back to the party.
I want to take her home. Want to make her love me. She wants to. I can see it, the yearning in her eyes. She’s falling for me, and I didn’t even kiss her.
Someone bodychecks me.
“Blink twice if you need help.”
