Chapter 170

Rebuttoning his shirt, Dan admits, “I see nothing wrongwith it.”

I stop him before he can get to his collar and hide everything from me again. “What do you think you’re doing?” I laugh. “Caitlin, aren’t you leaving?” No reply, just her feet in my ass, she’s starting to piss me off. “Stop it already, will you?”

“Take it somewhere else,” she says, as if this isn’t myroom. “I don’t want to watch you two making out.”

“Then don’t look.” I swat her legs but she manages to avoid my hand, and her next kick lands the heel of her foot into my kidney. Pain erupts across my abdomen and I howl, turning on her like a loosened animal, suddenly all anger and swinging fists. “Get the fuckout of here!” I shout, getting in one good hit before she pulls her legs back beneath her skirt, out of sight. Dan holds onto my arms, his grip unforgiving, and I struggle to break free. “Get out, Caitlin. Don’t make me say it again. Get out or I’ll—”