“There’s gonna be times when I’m a dick, and I want you call me out on it. You did it here, but you also assumed I was the type of spineless man who laid their hands on women.” She opened her mouth, but I talked over her. “Forgiven, baby. Don’t think about it anymore. It’s over. Done. You don’t wanna be controlled, and I don’t want to control you.” Except for in my fucking bed. I left that part out. “I’m sorry for going in there and pulling you from your job. You enjoy it, you’re good at it, and I disrupted that because I was seeing red.” Her features softened. “I forgive you.”
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