“You don’t get a romantic New Year’s kiss with someone considerate and into you.” “Why not?” I bit out. “Jealous?” A low chuckle floated to me. “I’d rather have my dick bitten off by a rabid dog than compete with your gold-plated vibrator. Simply put, you fucked up my life, and now it’s my turn to fuck up yours.” “Like I can’t just go find Chase and kiss him any time I want,” I slipped out. Through my escalating panic, fighting with Asher gave me something else to focus on. He nodded. “Go right ahead. Next time it won’t be a marker but a tattoo gun.” A shot of fear laced down my spine. I
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