Chapter 28
Cole’s POV
The ringing of my phone wakes me from my deep sleep, and I wince when I try to move, my body battered and bruised from last night’s antics.
Everything is tight and tense, and so is my rigid cock standing to attention beneath my duvet, straining in my pants.
I shove my hand south and fix it to a comfortable position, groaning from the tingling sensation. I didn’t get off last night. My full attention was on Blaise and making sure I owned full dominance.
I think, deep down, I didn’t want to dominate him – wearing the mask and hiding who I was just made it that bit easier to breathe.
What exactly was it I wanted? To beat Blaise? To touch him?
No.
I’m just confused with the way I’m feeling. Allie claims to love me, yet spreads her legs for anyone and everyone, and then Blaise is just…everywhere.
Another buzz from my bedside, and I sigh and rub my hand down my face. I need to go back to sleep, I’m exhausted.
With one eye open, I reach for my phone, rejecting the call from Allie. It’s three in the morning, and going by the bazillion messages apologizing, she’s cheated on me again. I should call her back and demand to know who she’s fucked – and I will, just so I can save myself any embarrassment and go beat up the asshole, but she can panic for a little while longer.
She calls again and again and again. Exasperated, I give in and answer the phone. “What?”
“Baby,” she cries, and I want so badly to hang up. “I didn’t mean it. I wasn’t planning on doing anything, I just needed to talk to him about my course work!”
“You fucked your professor again.” Not a question, and by the way she starts sobbing, I’m correct. “Why exactly are you with me if you keep fucking around?”
Sniffing, she coughs, and then I hear a door opening and closing. Her voice lowers. “We haven’t had sex in months, Cole.” Her throat cracks. “You don’t come near me, and if you do, you pull away. We barely talk. We barely message each other. When we do, you’re dry or emotionless or you just seem bored with me.”
“So instead of breaking up with me, you cheat?”
“I think you’re cheating on me too.”
I snort out a laugh. “That’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said.” Technically, I have cheated. I fucked Blaise’s throat and stroked him to an orgasm, but that doesn’t count. “I’ve never given you any reason to think I’ve cheated.”
She sniffles, and I pinch the bridge of my nose.
“We had sex at Samson’s party,” I say, sitting up, leaning my back to the headboard.
When she stays silent, I shake my head. “We should probably just call it quits, Allie. You obviously want the single life, and I’m not going to embarrass myself any further.”
“No!” she shrieks. “Please. Please, don’t end this. I’ll do better.”
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Chapter 28
I sense movement in my dark room, and I glance to the side to see the shadow of someone sitting on the floor with their back to
the wall.
She’s still crying and begging me, but I hang up on her.
Blaise.
Leaning over, I turn on my lamp, lighting the room with a soft glow My eyes land on all the bruises littering his face, the gash on the side of his head covered in dried blood, the swollen eye from my lists.
“Blaise?”
He doesn’t look at me when I say his name. His hair is a mess, as if he’s been running his hands through it. And he’s in the same clothes. They’re still damp, surely?
I gulp and sit up more. The silence is deafening, and I’m getting a little nervous at the tension here. There’s a tightrope between us. and I don’t know if it’s wrapping around my throat or pulling me toward Blaise.
“What happened to you?” I ask, knowing fine well it was my fists that did all that damage. “You look like shit
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