him instead of Charity standing in his doorway.
“Is Charity not ready yet?” The man asked looking a bit puzzled.
“She’s not going out with you tonight. Or any night for that matter.” He told the man grimly.
“That so?” Travis said, his eyes narrowing. He took in Tick’s lack of shirt, and the sweat pants he wore.
“Yep.” Tick told him meeting his eyes squarely.
“I think that’s her choice, and I’m not leaving till I hear that from her.” Travis told him, glaring.
The little prat, Tick thought, wanting to strangle the bastard.
“No,” He said through gritted teeth. “She’s asleep upstairs in my bed. She’s a bit exhausted.” He smiled at the man. He understood, Tick could tell by the way his fists clenched, and his eyes became stormy.
“Tick, you shouldn’t have let me fall asleep. Did you call Travis or do I…“ Charity walked into the living room wearing only his shirt, her hair mussed from their recent activity, and her legs bare.
Making his chest grow heavy with glee that she’d just brought his point home with the man still standing in the doorway, and anger that the other man was seeing this view of her sweet body, which was barely hidden by the attire.
“You didn’t call him?” She demanded.
“I figured this would make my point much better than telling him to fuck off would.” Tick told her.
“You absolute bastard!” She bellowed at him. “There was no reason to hurt him by forcing him to see what we’ve been doing behind his back. You really are an asshole. This was just fucking mean, and it’s not just to Travis either. You know that this was something I was upset over doing to him. We’d already talked about it. Congratulations asshat. You’ve finally done what no other man on this earth has ever done. You’ve made me feel like a whor…” Charity was interrupted by both men who spoke at once.
“Stop, Charity. It’s okay sweetheart.” Travis said at the same time Tick said “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Charity. I didn’t think you’d be awake.”
Tick knew he’d fucked up when he saw the tears in her eyes. They didn’t fall, but they made him feel about an inch tall. Fuck, he was an asshole. He should have just called the prat.
“Charity, I’m assuming this is what you were going to talk to me about?” Travis asked.
“Yes, I’m sorry that this is how you found out. This wasn’t supposed to happen, but it just did. I really am…”
“Stop, apologizing, damn it.” Tick growled, she was making him feel even worse over this scene.
“It’s okay. I get it. There’s just one little thing I need to do before I leave you two alone.” Travis said.
Then he shocked Charity as his fist slammed hard into Tick’s jaw. Tick stumbled before he rightened himself.
“One I’ll give you, but any more and this will not end well for you.” Tick growled.
Travis snorted, “Whatever, dickhead. Just know that if you hurt her I will be back to finish you off. Now fix this bullshit.” Then the man turned and walked away, shutting the door behind him. Tick had to respect the man for that little scene, he thought rubbing his jaw. He’d deserved that. He turned looking at Charity.
She looked back at him for several moments before she asked, “Are you okay?”
That surprised him. She was asking him if he was okay? That should be his line. He walked towards her, but stopped when she took a step back from him.
“I’m sorry, baby girl.” Tick whispered.
“That’s not good enough, Tick. We’ll talk about this another day, I’m tired.” Then she turned and walked back up the stairs. He followed her, after locking up. When he didn’t find her in his bed he went to the guest room trying the door to find it locked. He sighed, yeah he’d royally fucked this one up, he thought, heading into his room after deciding to let her have tonight stew. When all he really wanted to do was break down the door and hold her.
It had been four days since the
“Is Charity not ready yet?” The man asked looking a bit puzzled.
“She’s not going out with you tonight. Or any night for that matter.” He told the man grimly.
“That so?” Travis said, his eyes narrowing. He took in Tick’s lack of shirt, and the sweat pants he wore.
“Yep.” Tick told him meeting his eyes squarely.
“I think that’s her choice, and I’m not leaving till I hear that from her.” Travis told him, glaring.
The little prat, Tick thought, wanting to strangle the bastard.
“No,” He said through gritted teeth. “She’s asleep upstairs in my bed. She’s a bit exhausted.” He smiled at the man. He understood, Tick could tell by the way his fists clenched, and his eyes became stormy.
“Tick, you shouldn’t have let me fall asleep. Did you call Travis or do I…“ Charity walked into the living room wearing only his shirt, her hair mussed from their recent activity, and her legs bare.
Making his chest grow heavy with glee that she’d just brought his point home with the man still standing in the doorway, and anger that the other man was seeing this view of her sweet body, which was barely hidden by the attire.
“You didn’t call him?” She demanded.
“I figured this would make my point much better than telling him to fuck off would.” Tick told her.
“You absolute bastard!” She bellowed at him. “There was no reason to hurt him by forcing him to see what we’ve been doing behind his back. You really are an asshole. This was just fucking mean, and it’s not just to Travis either. You know that this was something I was upset over doing to him. We’d already talked about it. Congratulations asshat. You’ve finally done what no other man on this earth has ever done. You’ve made me feel like a whor…” Charity was interrupted by both men who spoke at once.
“Stop, Charity. It’s okay sweetheart.” Travis said at the same time Tick said “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Charity. I didn’t think you’d be awake.”
Tick knew he’d fucked up when he saw the tears in her eyes. They didn’t fall, but they made him feel about an inch tall. Fuck, he was an asshole. He should have just called the prat.
“Charity, I’m assuming this is what you were going to talk to me about?” Travis asked.
“Yes, I’m sorry that this is how you found out. This wasn’t supposed to happen, but it just did. I really am…”
“Stop, apologizing, damn it.” Tick growled, she was making him feel even worse over this scene.
“It’s okay. I get it. There’s just one little thing I need to do before I leave you two alone.” Travis said.
Then he shocked Charity as his fist slammed hard into Tick’s jaw. Tick stumbled before he rightened himself.
“One I’ll give you, but any more and this will not end well for you.” Tick growled.
Travis snorted, “Whatever, dickhead. Just know that if you hurt her I will be back to finish you off. Now fix this bullshit.” Then the man turned and walked away, shutting the door behind him. Tick had to respect the man for that little scene, he thought rubbing his jaw. He’d deserved that. He turned looking at Charity.
She looked back at him for several moments before she asked, “Are you okay?”
That surprised him. She was asking him if he was okay? That should be his line. He walked towards her, but stopped when she took a step back from him.
“I’m sorry, baby girl.” Tick whispered.
“That’s not good enough, Tick. We’ll talk about this another day, I’m tired.” Then she turned and walked back up the stairs. He followed her, after locking up. When he didn’t find her in his bed he went to the guest room trying the door to find it locked. He sighed, yeah he’d royally fucked this one up, he thought, heading into his room after deciding to let her have tonight stew. When all he really wanted to do was break down the door and hold her.
It had been four days since the
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