“Shut the fuck up.”
He pointed at me with his drink in hand. Why’d you go after Natalie?” I asked. Porn sex Psalter probably knew ten different people who could get the job done. On top of that, I had unfinished business with Roger, and word was that he was no longer in the US. His stupid stunt to make my life hell had probably set him back tens of thousands or even more. I decided to make the decision for her and hoped that she would accept it. I remembered something Tyler said. “Just… let’s keep doing this, okay?”
I weighed her words carefully for a long moment and then said, “I don’t want to lose you.”
“I’m not going anywhere, sir,” Erin said. “Nothing on your level, though. Like hell I was going to risk doing anything to jeopardize what I had with Erin… but I had to say something, right? Despite having just had my bell rung, I was very aware of Chloe’s breasts pressed into my chest while my crotch was firmly planted into hers. It’s her best feature!”
“Marcus.” I heard someone say my name—probably Chloe—but I barely registered it.
