“You said you wanted to go see her, so we’re going.” He hands me my case to pack, but I put it back down on the bed moodily.

“I’ve changed my mind.” I pout, trying to avoid his gaze on me, sitting on the edge and pulling at my hair. I’m emotional again and I’ve no idea why. This was decided by me and yet now he’s making good on my decision, I’ve changed my mind.

“Look, Emma … I know things with her are messy, but I don’t want you waking up one day and regretting this. Go, talk … Just do it.” He picks up my case and flips it open, pulling my fingers out of my hair as he passes, wandering to the wardrobe he starts pulling out some of my casual clothes and throwing them toward it.

What is this obsession he has with packing for me?

“Why do you care if I see her or not?” I snap, irritated by his pushiness. We’ve had a week of lazing around and lots of bedtime play. Suddenly, he wants to vacate the apartment and take me to Chicago.

“Because I love you … And I want what’s best for you. I happen to think this is going to help. You need to talk to her.” He walks over with a pile of clothes and dumps them onto my lap so I’ve no choice but to take them. He leans down tugging on my chin to pull my lip free of my teeth and replaces it with a chaste kiss and a ruffle of my hair as though I’m a child.

“You’re a bossy ass.” I pout, glaring at him as he grins. He stops, looks down at me in a very manly manner, his shoulders relaxed and his hands slipping to his back pockets.

“Baby … You haven’t seen the full extent of my bossy assholeness … I don’t think you should tempt fate.” Our eyes meet and lock … Simmering, stubborn, fire on fire.

“Fine.” I finally break, not in the mood for a head to head when I’m feeling so fragile. “But I’m not staying in that house.” I glance away from him.

me and push me back onto the bed slowly. He slides up over me, his heavy torso pinning me to the bed. “Just don’t fight with

using your sexpertize to get your own way!” I pout up at him from the bed, my

a woman like you.” He grins down at me before padding off, barefooted, across the

good as you.” I smile wickedly “Else you will have zero chance of bending my will.” I lift my chin

He winks and leans down to scoop shoes from the bottom shelves, his sexy ass tight and alluring as he bends over in tight blue jeans. My inner body

even for us

squirming on the bed. The downside to a super-hot boyfriend I guess is the inability to think about anything other than

up and glances over, his face breaking into a wide smile, his eyes instantly changing to dark.

over to me. “The upside to owning it I guess.” Sliding onto the bed he catches my mouth with him in a sweeping effortless motion, his hand coming up under my dress to

* * *

my eyes, taking a steadying breath. Jake’s hand comes up over my shoulder giving me the

bringing his face

internal stairway of her building. It stinks of urine and the corners of the concrete stairs are littered with condom wrappers, dried leaves, papers, and broken needles. I

his choice of grabbing place already knowing, without looking back, that he’s grinning. It lightens my mood and as we finally round the corner into the hall leading to my mother’s door, I take a deep heavy breath.

I’m right here,” he whispers before leaning past me and knocking on my mother’s door confidently. We barely have to wait as she yanks the door open, the waft of baked cakes and perfume hits

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