Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 117443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Chris bristled. “I didn’t invite her here! She heard about it and showed up!”
“Then you keep your bitch on a shorter leash! Borrow one from Tex if you don’t have one!” Easy stalked off to the bathroom after Hayley.
Chris leaned against the counter and groaned. Tex grinned. “If you need to teach your plaything a lesson in manners, I can lend you-”
Chris raised his hand. “Don’t even.”
Tex leaned against the counter on his side of the kitchen and frowned. “Seriously, though. I get it. I do. You need to take the edge off with someone. I understand. But the kid’s right. You can’t just hump anyone who comes along and not control that shit. It cannot bleed into what you’ve got going on with Hayley.”
“She’s not my girlfriend, Mark. I can sleep with other women.”
“I know that. I think Hayley knows that. But there’s a difference between knowing you’re seeing someone and whatever that blond said that’s got Easy so pissed off he’s about to chew through my bathroom door to protect Hayley from it. Women are venomous creatures, Chris. They know how to push each other’s buttons and they’ll do it without remorse. That blond sized up Hayley in about a minute. A younger girl, insecure, low self esteem, uneasy about her appearance, and repressing her sexuality so badly you’d need a floodlight and a jackhammer to uncover it.”
Chris scoffed. “Hayley’s not that bad.”
Tex scowled. “Around other women she is. Especially aggressive, confident women. She always steps out of their way. Hayley’s rape didn’t just make her vulnerable to men, but to women, too. The blond’s a shark and got a sick thrill from putting Hayley in her place even though Hayley’s place is pretty obvious because she put herself there and chooses to stay there. There was no need for the blond to piss all over her to mark her territory, but she did it anyway.
“Jimmy’s right. You need to be more careful about who you’re taking the edge off with and don’t let them near Hayley if you can’t bring them to heel. You’ve got ten minutes to get the blond out of my place. But I’m telling you now, if she pitches a fit and causes a scene, I’ll lead her out on her hands and knees wearing a fucking dog collar. If she’s gonna act like a bitch, then she can dress like one, and get a much needed lesson in humility.” With that, Tex turned and headed out the backyard.
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“Let’s go.” Chris took Deanna by the elbow and steered her around the side of the house.
“Okay, baby,” she said, purring. “My place or yours?”
“You are going to your place,” Chris bit out. “And you’re gonna stay there. For good.”
Deanna stopped and tried to yank her arm back. “Wait a minute.”
Chris turned and got into her face. “You don’t ever open your mouth to Hayley. Ever. Why would you do that?”
Deanna laughed. “Relax. I was just talking to her.”
“Just talking? That’s how she ended up cutting herself? Because you were just talking to her?”
“Look, I can’t help it if she’s clumsy. It was just friendly conversation. She seemed okay to me.”
“Bullshit,” he snapped. “You were trying to stake a claim on me, but, bitch, I’m not available.”
Deanna ran her hand over his chest. “You were plenty available Tuesday night.”
“Get this straight,” he growled. “You were a hole to use. That’s it.”
“Two holes,” she corrected, smiling up at him. “Tell me she gives it to you as good as I can.”
“Deanna, she is not your concern. And from now on neither am I. You come to my house or Tex’s, or any of my guys, I will have you arrested.”
“Mmmm,” she purred. “Think Caleb will use his cuffs on me?”
“This is not a joke, Deanna. We are finished. In fact, we never started, so it should be easy for you to wrap your head around. You come sniffing around again and there will be consequences.”
“Awww,” she teased. “What are you gonna do? Hit me?”
“You are seriously making me consider it. And that’s saying something.”
“Are you really gonna lie in your bed tonight, with little Donna Reed next to you, and think she can make you happy?”
“What’s the matter Deanna? You worried? You hit the big three-oh uh-oh and now you’re afraid someone younger and prettier is gonna come up steal your spotlight?” He smirked down at her chest. “You got, what, another year or two with those tits before they fall down and you need to buy new ones?”
Deanna was an easy lay, too easy, and Chris hadn’t picked up on the fact that over the years it was now bordering on desperation. He’d thought since they’d known each other a while and she knew he hadn’t been looking to settle down, that they could have some fun, like Tex said, take the edge off so things never even approached crossing the line with Hayley.