"Now get out."
The words hit me cold like ice water, very dismissive.
I blinked up at him from his bed, still trying to process what he'd just said.
"What?"
"You heard me."
He stepped back, putting distance between us, between his body and mine, and perfectly crafting the cold reality he was creating.
"Get out of my bed, and go back to your room."
"But—"
"Now, Scarlett."
I tried to sit up slowly, my body was still trembling from the orgasm, and my thighs were sticky with wetness. My mind was still in shock, trying to understand how we moved from climax pleasure to complete dismissal in just how many seconds.
"I don't understand." My voice came out small, broken and confused.
He ran a hand through his hair, the hair I'd just been pulling and holding his while he made me come apar
