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ripples through my memory and I squeeze my
eyes shut to close her out.  Reaching into my pocket, I grip the necklace,
her necklace, allowing my fingers to trace over the cool aquamarine.  It’s
the only thing that helps, the only thing that calms me down.  It reminds
me. 
    And makes me
forget. 
    “Dominic?” Amy
snaps, bringing me back to the present, and away from Emma’s glistening
eyes. 
    I open my
own. 
    “What?”
    “What’s wrong
with you?” she asks curiously, her eyes softening just a bit as she stares at
me.  I realize that I’m clammy and cold. Anxious.  On edge. 
    This is what
Emma does to me even now. 
    I put her out
of my mind and turn my attention to the needy woman in front of me. 
    I force a
grin.  “Nothing’s wrong.  At all.”
    Amy stares at
me.  “Then prove it.  When we’re done here, let’s go on a date. 
Take me to the Tower of London, then take me back to your hotel room and make
me scream your name tonight.”
    “You scream my
name on a regular basis,” I point out wryly.  She rolls her eyes.
    “You know what
I mean.  I want your penis inside my body while I’m screaming it this
time.  For real.”
    I shake my
head, then run one finger over the swell of her fully clothed hip. 
    “Can’t. 
Not tonight.  I can take you to the Tower, but then I’m flying out to
Amsterdam to see my brothers.  I’ll have to take a raincheck.”
    Amy’s
interested now.  “Sin and Duncan?  I want to go.  You know I
love seeing the Devil’s Own.  Maybe you can make me scream your name in
Amsterdam, instead.  In fact, let’s make a bet.  I bet you that I can
make you want to fuck me before we leave Amsterdam.”
    That’s never
going to happen. 
    But I don’t
say that.  Instead, I smile. 
    “And if you
win?”
    She smiles
back.  “Then you get to fuck me.  That’s your prize.”
    “And if I
win?”
    Amy scowls
now, displeased by the mere thought that I might not want her.  “If you
win, your prize will be not having to hear me bitch about this anymore, because
we’ll be done.  You’ll go your way and I’ll go mine.”
    “Interesting,”
I reply calmly.  “So basically, if I don’t fuck you by the time we leave
Amsterdam tomorrow night, we’re done?”
    She nods,
pleased by what she thinks is her ultimatum.  What she doesn’t understand
is that I don’t give a flying fuck if I ever see her again…at least, in a
personal capacity.  She thinks she’s got all the power and control in this
equation, but she’s wrong.
    I’m going to
see exactly what she’s willing to do to get me to fuck her… and then I’ll leave
her without looking back. 
    I smile. 
“Okay.  Challenge accepted.”
    She smiles
back and cups my crotch with her thin fingers. 
    “You’re going
to like this.”
    “I’m sure,” I
answer.   Because I know I will, but ultimately, Amy won’t.  You
don’t try to push me around—or manipulate me.
    It will never
end well for you. 
     
    ********
    “Dude,” my
brother Sin shouts into the phone. “What the hell?  You don’t call for
weeks, then you call right before I step onstage?” 
    So that
explains the loud screaming and noise in the background. Everyone is waiting
for my rockstar brother to appear. 
    “Sorry, bro,”
I answer, unconcerned.  “Just calling to tell you that I’ll be there later
tonight.  I can’t make your show, but Tally figured out a way to fit a
visit into my schedule at least.”
    That perks up
Sin’s attention and he hollers to our other brother Duncan. “Hey, little
D.  Dom’s coming to the party tonight.  Order more hookers.”
    He cackles
into the phone and I have to laugh….at several things.  One, because he
called Duncan little.  Like Sin and me, Duncan is tall. Really tall. 
6’4 or so.  Broad-shouldered, slim-hipped.  Not little in the
slightest.  And two, that he’s ordering hookers in Amsterdam.  The
irony of it, because he’s surrounded by groupies all of the