how to respond, or even how to form a word right now. The server joins the table on his other side, and he’s forced to focus. He lets Dalton and Carolyn order first, and then he orders for him and Jax.
“I still can’t believe you let a man order for you. I swear, Jacqueline, you were adopted.”
“No shit, I could never be related to a cruel bitch like you.” Jax places her hand on top of Cole’s, lacing their fingers together. “So, Dalton, how’s work?”
Cole stares at their intertwined hands. He hears Dalton talking, but doesn’t process a word. The tone in his voice causes pictures and memories to flash in his brain.
“How long have the two of you been married?” he blurts out, interrupting all conversation.
“Fifteen years.” Dalton relaxes back in his chair with a smug smile covering his face.
“Excuse me, Doc. I need to make a call.”
Cole shoots from the table, not waiting on a response from Jax, and storms into the bathroom. His palms fly down to the dark marble countertop and he drops his head. He’s sinking, and sinking rapidly. “Motherfucker,” he growls.
“So, fucking the little sister now?”
He looks up in the mirror to see Dalton standing behind him, his hands leisurely tucked in his pockets.
“I think that’s the position I wanted you in last time, but you decided to leave me on my knees.”
Cole remains frozen, unable to turn to face him.
“Look, we can still fool around and that might be enough to keep my mouth shut and not tell my little sis-in-law about us.”
“Dalton, don’t you dare hurt her.”
“Or what, I won’t get to swallow your cum again? I mean, really, I have men on their knees for me all the time. I actually thought we had something special, Cole.”
Done with threats and refusing to be bullied by a rich prick, Cole finally stands up straight and turns to face Dalton. The combination of disbelief and rage isn’t a good mix.
“You’re fucking trash, Dalton, showing up to parties as a married man and fucking anything that walks. I bet your in-laws wouldn’t approve.”
“Let me have you just one more night and all this will be our little secret.” Dalton steps in closer to Cole. “My way, all my way, for just one night.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Cole balls his fists, trying to keep them at bay. “One night to fuck me gets the one piece you could never land.”
“So, that’s a yes, Cole?”
“Your first mistake was thinking you can control a Sterling man, and your second mistake is I don’t lie.”
“Have it your way. I can’t wait to see little Jackie crumble.”
Cole grabs Dalton by the collar and shoves him against the wall. Spit hits Dalton in the face. “Fucking lay a finger on her, and you’ll die. Tell her about us, and you’ll die. Got it?”
Cole drops him to the ground and holds back the desire to kick him over and over.
“I’ll tell Jax about us.”
Cole fights like hell to calm his nerves before heading back to the table and runs every excuse through his head of how to get out of dinner, but then remembers Jax invited him for a reason. He’ll be here for her, put his mask on, and have the last dinner together with her.
“Hey, player.”
The word rolling off her tongue makes him cringe. He notices Dalton not too far behind him and feels the need to lay claim to Jax. And it’s an odd urge because it’s not Jax who Dalton’s fighting for.
Cole cradles her cheeks, leaning down and placing a long and very heated kiss on her lips. He spots Jax rubbing her thighs together and knows he has her heated up. It’s beyond greedy and he knows it.
“So, Cole, what exactly is it that you do for a living?” Dalton asks.
Carolyn beats him to the punch. “He’s a Sterling opening the Made To Sin nightclub. You know, the one all the men have been talking about.”
Cole bites his tongue and only nods while trying to enjoy his salad.
“How did you two meet?” Dalton asks again.
Cole throws his
“I still can’t believe you let a man order for you. I swear, Jacqueline, you were adopted.”
“No shit, I could never be related to a cruel bitch like you.” Jax places her hand on top of Cole’s, lacing their fingers together. “So, Dalton, how’s work?”
Cole stares at their intertwined hands. He hears Dalton talking, but doesn’t process a word. The tone in his voice causes pictures and memories to flash in his brain.
“How long have the two of you been married?” he blurts out, interrupting all conversation.
“Fifteen years.” Dalton relaxes back in his chair with a smug smile covering his face.
“Excuse me, Doc. I need to make a call.”
Cole shoots from the table, not waiting on a response from Jax, and storms into the bathroom. His palms fly down to the dark marble countertop and he drops his head. He’s sinking, and sinking rapidly. “Motherfucker,” he growls.
“So, fucking the little sister now?”
He looks up in the mirror to see Dalton standing behind him, his hands leisurely tucked in his pockets.
“I think that’s the position I wanted you in last time, but you decided to leave me on my knees.”
Cole remains frozen, unable to turn to face him.
“Look, we can still fool around and that might be enough to keep my mouth shut and not tell my little sis-in-law about us.”
“Dalton, don’t you dare hurt her.”
“Or what, I won’t get to swallow your cum again? I mean, really, I have men on their knees for me all the time. I actually thought we had something special, Cole.”
Done with threats and refusing to be bullied by a rich prick, Cole finally stands up straight and turns to face Dalton. The combination of disbelief and rage isn’t a good mix.
“You’re fucking trash, Dalton, showing up to parties as a married man and fucking anything that walks. I bet your in-laws wouldn’t approve.”
“Let me have you just one more night and all this will be our little secret.” Dalton steps in closer to Cole. “My way, all my way, for just one night.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Cole balls his fists, trying to keep them at bay. “One night to fuck me gets the one piece you could never land.”
“So, that’s a yes, Cole?”
“Your first mistake was thinking you can control a Sterling man, and your second mistake is I don’t lie.”
“Have it your way. I can’t wait to see little Jackie crumble.”
Cole grabs Dalton by the collar and shoves him against the wall. Spit hits Dalton in the face. “Fucking lay a finger on her, and you’ll die. Tell her about us, and you’ll die. Got it?”
Cole drops him to the ground and holds back the desire to kick him over and over.
“I’ll tell Jax about us.”
Cole fights like hell to calm his nerves before heading back to the table and runs every excuse through his head of how to get out of dinner, but then remembers Jax invited him for a reason. He’ll be here for her, put his mask on, and have the last dinner together with her.
“Hey, player.”
The word rolling off her tongue makes him cringe. He notices Dalton not too far behind him and feels the need to lay claim to Jax. And it’s an odd urge because it’s not Jax who Dalton’s fighting for.
Cole cradles her cheeks, leaning down and placing a long and very heated kiss on her lips. He spots Jax rubbing her thighs together and knows he has her heated up. It’s beyond greedy and he knows it.
“So, Cole, what exactly is it that you do for a living?” Dalton asks.
Carolyn beats him to the punch. “He’s a Sterling opening the Made To Sin nightclub. You know, the one all the men have been talking about.”
Cole bites his tongue and only nods while trying to enjoy his salad.
“How did you two meet?” Dalton asks again.
Cole throws his
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