Only for You

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out you bought a kid, like a puppy in a pet shop,”
I counter.
    “ Unlike you, I’m not
stupid, Cole. I had all of that taken care of years ago.” He pats
me on the back, heading to the door of the coffee shop we met in,
and pauses. “You take care, and I look forward to all Violet’s
attention being centered on what is most beneficial for
everyone.”
    The bell rings as he
leaves, and I let my head fall into my hands. “I’m so
screwed.”
     
    “ I love this restaurant,
Cole!” Rae chirps, bringing me out of my nightmare. She smiles at
me, joy lighting up her face. She’s happy to be with me at dinner.
We haven’t fought in hours, mostly because I haven’t tried picking
a fight.
    “ Lacey said it was your
favorite.”
    “ Next time, maybe I’ll be
able to let you out of my sight long enough to actually visit with
her,” she says with a little flush to her cheeks.
    “ You were rather…
greedy.”
    The server brings the bill
and Rae looks away, pretending that she doesn’t see what’s between
us. I stare at the bill, knowing that if I cause a big enough
scene, that this will be the straw that finally breaks the camel’s
back.
    But I don’t want to end our
night like this.
    Only I know that if I tell
her what Everett said, she’d try to fix it, and things will get
worse for everyone. I know my sperm donor that well. He almost
destroyed my mother, a woman he claimed to love at one time. So, I
know he won’t hesitate destroying a little girl that has no
relation to him at all, or Rae’s career. Or worse, Rae
herself.
    She’s finally healing from
the wreck, and I can’t take the chance on her going back to where
she was before. All broken and scarred, and unsure of herself. Now
she’s strong, flirty, and confident.
    I can’t be the person to
destroy her. Besides, a part of me still believes that I’m not good
for her, that I’m still white trash and have no business touching
her, much less doing all the things I do to her sexy body all day
and night.
    But I have no other choice.
“You paying or should I?”
    Her gaze snaps to mine,
blue eyes rimmed in black eyeliner, making them sexy as hell. “I
thought you were going to pay, but if you want… if you need
me—”
    “ I don’t need your money,
Rae, but don’t you think it’s selfish to expect me to pay for the
hotel and this bill, too, just because you got a wild hair to fly
down here?”
    “ Well, when you put it
like that.” She reaches for the bill, and I snatch it off the
table.
    “ I can pay.”
    She looks at me in
confusion. “I thought you wanted me to pay?”
    “ No, I asked if you
thought that it was selfish to expect me to pay for
everything.”
    “ Which implies that I
should pay,” she says between gritted teeth, holding out her
hand.
    “ Implies, my ass. I
explicitly stated that you’re selfish.”
    Her eyes round. “Excuse
me?”
    I don’t bother to lower my
voice. “You heard me, princess.”
    “ Princess?” Those eyes of
hers narrow as if she can’t believe what I’m saying.
    Hell, I can’t believe what
I’m saying. So I shut up and pay the bill. We leave out of there in
a hurry. Once back at the hotel, Rae and I head for our room. She
takes the bathroom first and comes out ten minutes later, face
devoid of makeup and hair pulled back in a short ponytail, wearing
nothing but one of my t-shirts.
    She climbs on the bed,
flashing me in the process and I swallow.
    “ Could you be any
slower?”
    Instead of answering me,
she grabs the remote and clicks on the television. I take my turn
in the bathroom, and then walk back to the bed.
    Rae’s eyes flick over me.
I’m in what I usually wear when I sleep with
her—nothing.
    “ You can put that away tonight,” she
says primly.
    “ Mouth or pussy?” I prop
one foot on the bed and thrust my hips out, my stance obscene in
every way. “Or are you finally feeling more
adventurous?”
    Her jaw drops, then snaps
shut before she takes a deep breath and says, “I

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