I wiggled free of Ainsley's touch. My stomach threatened to rebel at having her hands on me. Even through the barrier of clothes, it felt wrong to have someone other than Stretch touching me. "Get the f**k on with it, Ainsley. I'm sick and tired of your s**t," I said it under my breath as we passed the mayor and his wife.
The man was one of the best we'd had in our city for a long time. After the wars that sprang up following COVID-19, he'd been a voice of reason. The man was a huge advocate of self-policing and natural consequences.
"Then you should have just done what I told you to do the first time around, lover," Ainsley said.
I clenched my fists to keep from slugging her in the face. I wasn't a violent man, and definitely not against women. But this particular one made me want t
