Stir Me (Rouse Me 2)

He raises his eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Come on, Luke. You may be romantic, but you aren't this naive. Alyssa isn't going to stick around."

"Mind your own business."

"Like you did when you slept with my fiancée?"

I bite my lip to keep from smiling.

He narrows his eyes. "I'm sure the passion is intoxicating. Lust always is. But we both know you and Alyssa aren't going to last."

"Do we?"

"Yes, we do." He picks up the offer and places it in my hands. "So sell, move somewhere else, and get on with your life."

I set the paper on the desk. "It's not happening."

He smiles. "You know, I saw her this morning."

My fingers curl into fists. He's got such a smug look on his face. He thinks he knows what Alyssa wants. He thinks he can come between us.

"She was rushing out of the condo," he says. "And she looked upset."

"If you touched her, I swear--"

"You don't have the moral ground to swear on that."

He is so fucking calm. How can he always be so calm when he's talking about me stealing his fiancée?

His voice is even. "What if I did touch her? What if I brought her back to my place and I fucked her all morning?"

I dig my nails into my palms. There's no way Alyssa would fuck Ryan. She's been done with him for a long time.

"What would you do if she decided she wanted to go back to me?" he asks.

"You're dreaming."

"Even so." He smirks. "She looked good. And with you two fighting, I bet she'd love a distraction."

He's fucking with me. She wants nothing to do with him.

Still, the thought flashes across my mind like a bolt of lightning. It's such a sickening image--him on top of her, thrusting away in missionary while she lies there bored out of her mind.

I shake my head. Ryan isn't worth the fight. I'll have Alyssa soon. I'll have everything I want.

"She has better taste than that," I say.

He shakes his head. "Do you have any clue how many times she begged me to touch her? How she would look at me with those big, blue eyes and plead. Please, Ryan, just tonight. Please."

A tension builds in my chest. "Shut the fuck up."

"Do you have any clue how desperate she was when we finally had sex? How many times we did it? How loud she would scream?"

I suck the air between my teeth. He's not going to get a rise out of me.

"It's not something I'm interested in," I say.