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I can tell he’s still aeful energy running through his body He was interrupted, taking out his aggression on Oliver Now it has nowhere to go, and he looks like he’ll explode at the slightest touch

I’et off listening in onlike I’ht to be jealous?

Oliver loved me at least, in his own stupid, immature way Calluuy tries to put his hand up my skirt?

“Keep working,” I hiss at him “And stay the fuck out of my personal life You want a pretty little accessory on your arly dress Told Mitts he should support you I’ain Who I dated before is none of your fucking business”

“Did you love him?” Callum demands

“None of your business!” I shout “I just fucking said that!”

“Tell ant piece of shit?”

He’s got that crazed look of hunger again Like it’s driving him nuts and he has to know

Well, I’, and I’hts and feelings when he hasn’t earned the slightest shred of trust

“What do you care?” I ask “What does it matter?”

“I need to know Did you like how he touched you? How he fucked you?”

Without seeh His fingers slide upward, under the stiff beaded skirt of the dress he made me wear

I slap his hand away, shoving hiood measure

“Maybe I did,” I say

“Who fucks you better? Me or hiain, and his other hand reaches for the back of ainst the seat, cli on top of me