CRIMSON
As the weeks went by, I had become more agitated. Even Gillian’s presence gnawed at my nerves, and I didn’t know why.
Lie.
I knew exactly why.
Ever since Tawny rejected me, it hadn’t sat right with me. The scene from that night - playing over and over in my mind drove me insane as to why I should even care.
She rejected me, so what? It’s not as if I felt the mate bond anyway.
Gillian was upset with me. I could tell. Last night while staying in the hotel room she tried to be intimate with me and I pushed her away. I just couldn’t. I couldn't even get hard the last few times she stroked me or took my c**k between her lips. Her scent was beginning to repulse me.
She knew something was wrong. And there was. Is. Tawny.
I played it off that I was just stressed and wasn’t feeling
