in her deep russet eyes. My goal at the end of all this was to have her so madly in love with me that she’ll be signing her name Fiona Greystone in six months. But I knew the odds were more in favor of her pleading ‘not guilty’ to involuntary manslaughter after she kills me in a haze of hate and rage. I was willing to risk it, though.
Starting now.
We both knew who held all the cards here, so since I didn’t need to establish my dominance, I went to her. If I were a better man, I’d give her time to get used to our arrangement. I’d take her to dinner and attempt to ease her discomfort. But I wasn’t a better man and I’ve waited ten years to have her again. I had every intention of keeping her on her back until the sun came up tomorrow.
“Are you on birth control?” No sense in dancing around the practicalities.
“Yes.”
That’s it, just a simple ‘yes’, nothing more.
“When was your last physical?”
I could see her bristle a little bit at the question. “Last year sometime.”
I raised a brow at her stubbornness. She knew exactly what I was trying to get to. What she didn’t know is that I already knew everything I needed to know about her. The PI I have was the best. I could even tell you when her period was due. That’s how fucking sick over her I was. “Anything I need to know?”
“Nope.”
I stepped into her personal space and grabbed her by her upper arm. “When was the last time you fucked someone?”
I could feel the intake of her breath. “That’s none of your business!”
“I have to disagree, Halloween.”
She got right back up in my face. “When was the last time you fucked someone?”
“I’ve never fucked anyone without a condom and I’m healthy. That’s all you need to know.”
Her face flushed red, and I knew it’s because she knew my statement wasn’t entirely accurate. I have fucked once before without a condom. “You’re a liar,” she hissed.
The woman had balls enough to address the elephant in the room, I’ll give her that. “My apologies. Please allow me to rephrase.” I leaned down farther into her personal space. “I’ve never fucked anyone besides you without a condom.”
Her chest heaved and another inch and her tits would be brushing up against my stomach. “Well, same here. I have no health issues and I make sure I learn from my mistakes, so I have always used a condom with my partners.”
I was unreasonably seething inside at her comment of using protection with her partners. In the last ten years, my PI had reported her dating a guy named Grady Waterston when she was twenty, but that only lasted a couple of months. My guess was it had been too hard to juggle work, college, and a boyfriend. He later reported her dating a guy named Eric Singleton shortly after she graduated from college, but again, that only last a couple of months. It had been around the time she got on board with helping Alice McEntire run her business. The latest report was that she started casually dating a guy named Jason Marks. They started dating about six months ago and, while my PI hasn’t ever caught them having any slumber parties, I knew good, old Jason wasn’t still around if she hadn’t already laid down with him.
I’ll admit her number was far smaller than mine. And I didn’t give a fuck how chauvinistic that made me, but the knowledge that another man knew how she sounded and what she looked like when she came, had the psychopath in me ready to murder the entire town.
“Well, I think it goes without saying that during these next six months there won’t be any other partners in on this.”
She darted her eyes away from mine and began to bite her lower lip. I almost lost my mind at her hesitation. The beast in me was trying to claw his way out of my soul and if she didn’t fucking answer me soon, I was going to let him out.
She finally returned her attention towards me. “Okay…I…that sounds reasonable, and it’s safer to be monogamous.” She tried to laugh off the seriousness of my demand. “I mean, how hard can it be to remain monogamous for six months, right?”
I gave her a pass only because she truly didn’t have any idea how deep my obsession with her ran. I knew she believed all