It was his turn to still. “How was it humiliating?”
“Just let me get dressed and go home.”
His hand went into my hair and he tugged at it until my head came back. “Tell me what was humiliating about what we just did?” His voice was quiet, low and I knew he was pissed off again.
“I gave in. I barely fought. You just had to… I don’t know… kiss me and that was it. It’s humiliating.”
At my words, his body relaxed and his hand smoothed over my hip. I knew right off that he wasn’t pissed anymore but he wasn’t going to smooth away the Return of the Major Freak Out.
“I don’t even know what I’m doing here!” I cried suddenly. “I broke up with you this afternoon. Hell, I broke up with you last night!”
“Think hard, Princess, you might come up with an answer.”
“I don’t want an answer,” I said truthfully, shocking myself with my words.
Damn and double damn.
I didn’t need that either so I mentally pushed it to the side.
“I didn’t think so,” he murmured, making me think and making me freak out more that he had my number.
“I need to go home,” I said, pulling back but his arms got tight again.
“I know you need to go home, Jules, but you’re not gonna go home.”
I gave up pulling away. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, looking at him.
“You want to stop seeing me then you’ll stop seeing me, at least this way. I’m not gonna play that game.”
“I’m not playing games,” I snapped, interrupting him, now getting pissed off myself.
“Yeah. You are. You just don’t have enough experience to know you are.”
My mouth dropped open.
He did not just say that.
“I’m not playing games,” I repeated, a little more heatedly this time.
“What were you doin’ with Luke this afternoon?”
“I wasn’t playing a game.”
“Well Luke was and is and will continue to do it. And you didn’t get it and won’t get it until you get your head out of your ass.”
No…
Wait.
He did not just say that.
“I don’t have my head in my ass, he was kicking my ass!”
“He was f**kin’ with your head.”
I pulled free saying, “I’m going home.”
He caught me, rolled me to my back and rolled on me, full body, hand coming down, pulling out one of my legs until his h*ps were settled between both of them.