He frowned as if he didn’t understand what I was asking for. “You want Vivette out of my life? How do you mean?”
I shrugged and pulled the duvet over my naked breasts. “Exactly what I said. It’s not that hard to understand, Mack. I want Vivette out of your life.”
“You’re the one I care about, little nymph,” he said and I nodded.
“Yes, I know. And I appreciate it more than you think. But Vivette… belongs to you just as I do. And I… I don’t want that. I don’t want her anywhere near you. I don’t want you to own her,” I clarified. I wasn’t sure if he’d give me what I was asking for, but I could no longer keep this desire to myself. Vivette was driving me insane and with the way I was falling for Mack, I knew it wouldn’t be long before it would be impossible for me to separate myself from
