I kept my hands still and my eyes forward, trying not to let the nerves show as I sat beside Shade in the back of his Range. He hadn’t said a word since we left his penthouse, and the heat radiating off of him said more than enough. This wasn’t the Shade I was used to.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked. “Maybe you should just call Jassi and tell her to leave.”
He didn’t speak. Instead, he took a deep breath and looked at his phone. I couldn’t make out what he was looking at, but I was pretty sure it was more footage from the party.
“I just don’t want you to embarrass your sister. I know she’s going to be pissed if you just come in there and start acting crazy in front of everyone.”
Slowly, he turned my way. “Do I look like I give a fuck about her being pissed off?”
My head shot back. “Stop the car,” I shouted.
“What?”
“I said stop the fucking car!”
Shade looked at Antone. “Keep driving.”
“No, stop the car.”
“He’s not stopping the car. We’re in the middle of nowhere.”
“I don’t give a fuck. I’ll walk home,” I spat. “For starters, I don’t even know why I’m out here. Second, I’m not going to allow you to talk to me any kind of way just because you’re mad. I get enough bullshit from the man I’m sleeping with. I don’t need it from you.”
Shade’s eyes darkened, something dangerous flickering behind them. “When’s the last time you fucked him?”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
Oh, I’d heard him. I just couldn’t believe the audacity.
“And why do you feel like that’s any of your business?”
“Just answer the question. When’s the last time you gave that weak ass nigga some pussy?”
Laughing, I turned away from him, but he quickly moved my face back in his direction. “You’re laughing, but I don’t find shit funny. Answer the question or we’re going to be driving in circles all damn night.”
“Oh, I seriously doubt that. I see the fury in your eyes when it comes to Enzo. You wouldn’t dare miss out on a chance to check his ass just because you’re interested in my sex life. And before you say some more crazy shit, don’t forget, I’m in a whole relationship with the man I have a sex life with.”
His jaw tightened. “You’re with a nigga that doesn’t respect youorwhat you do.”
He was right, but I refused to tell him that.
We parked in front of the brick building, and I reached for the door handle. Shade pulled me back, forcing my head to rest against his shoulder.
I felt his hand curl around my neck, tender but tense. “Nyx, baby, I’m being as patient with you as I know how in thissituation, but if you don’t answer me soon, we’re going to have a serious problem.”
I gasped, unsure of the different emotions that were flooding through me.
Suddenly, the seat of my panties was soaked, and again I was met with the feeling I’d had when he showed up at my door. I was so fucking turned on, and if it weren’t two other men in the car, I would’ve turned around and climbed on his dick.
Wait...what the fuck am I saying?
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I took a deep breath. “Let me go.”
“Answer the question.”
“No.”
