Page 244 of Bitter’s Sweet

His face tightens. “Yeah.”

“You used me for your club.”

“I did.”

“You promised me no other women, and then you cheated on me.”

His eyes close for half a second.

“I did.”

“You stood in front of your whole club and told them I was just some woman you fucked because apparently cheating on me wasn't enough.”

Pain crosses his face.

He takes it.

“I did.”

“You told me what happened between us wasn’t enough.”

His throat moves.

“I lied.”

My chest tightens.

The answer I wanted this morning.

Too late.

“You don't get to erase what you said just because you're telling the truth now.”

“I know.”

“No, Bitter. Listen to me.”

“I am.”

“Razor chose to stalk me. Razor chose to hit me. Razor chose to bring me here. That belongs to him.”

His jaw tightens.

He looks like he wants to argue.

I lift one hand.

He does not.

“But you chose to make damn sure I would not come to you when he did.”

That hits hard.

His whole face goes still.

“That belongs to you.”

“Yeah.”