“I said, what’s going on? Why did she look at me like that?” Mike asks, his hands on his hips.
“She looked at you like that, because she can’t believe how stupid you are.” I pause and shove my fists in my pockets so I don’t take a swing at this moron. “And the only thing going is you—she’s unavailable, now and forever. The sooner you accept that fact, the better.”
“You’re joking, right?” He snorts with a smug grin. “You?” He tosses his hand out, motioning at me like I can’t possibly take myself serious about this. “You’re no Dom.”
I shake my head and laugh. “Funny . . . I was thinking the same about you.” I take a few steps closer, and almost prowl around him. “Ignoring her hard limits, fucking around behind her back when you knew she’d never be okay with that. You’re the one that’s pretending like he can take care of her. I give her exactly what she needs—me.”
“I didn’t—I’m not like—it’s not your concern what happened between us. She’s mine!” he says, his voice escalating.
“Wrong,” I reply. “That little girl’s all mine. I’ll be collaring before you can figure out what you fucking lost.”