“You’re a good girl,” he said, letting go of my neck and patting my cheek. ” Angry words at his condescending manner rose like bile but all I felt was relief when he stepped away. Coughing would only make him angry, so I held my breath until he closed the bathroom door behind him.
Only then did I sit down on the toilet, trying to take slow breaths through my bruised throat.
At least with him I had some measure of respect, and people didn’t bother me. My makeup was mostly done, but I put an extra layer on my neck in case the skin showed signs of bruising.
He’s determined to show her that life can offer more than she’d ever hoped for, if only she believes in herself.
As she works with him to free herself, Lacey desperately yearns to trust him, to move on and perhaps start fresh.
Macon wouldn’t let me leave and ripped my other top when he—” “Meh.
Bored now.” I knew Ashley was a fair-weather friend, the kind you went clubbing with but didn’t talk to much besides that, but her casual brush-off of my problems hurt.
One hand crept up to my neck, pulling me back against him and squeezing enough to restrict the blood flow. Macon thought playing rough like this was somehow sexy—that women liked a man who took control—but I had a feeling he just got off on my fear.
I swallowed, or at least tried to around the tight grip on my windpipe.
He was all tongue and teeth, his hands grabbing my breasts and twisting painfully. ” I shook my head, trying to keep the sudden panic off my face. I’d feel terrible if she got hurt driving home.” The darkening of his gorgeous blue eyes made me tense in preparation for his answer, but he finally let me go.
“I’ll see you later, then,” he said, the words more a dark promise than a farewell. Ashley had the music blaring, a sure sign that she was pissed, but she gave me a cheerful smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
As I looked through my makeup, the door slid open and Macon squeezed into the small bathroom behind me.
I braced myself against the sink when his hands grabbed my hips, his flaccid groin thrusting against my backside. “I promised Ashley I’d drive tonight.” The hand around my throat squeezed harder, and I started to tremble as my airway was blocked.
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