Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 22
Connor’s eyes lock on mine.
“What do you want from him?”
“Connor—”
“He’s a fucking bully.”
His hand tightens on my thigh.
“He humiliates you. Pushes you. Makes you lose control.”
I look away. “That’s the point.”
My words are met with silence.
I wish I could take it back.
“What?”
“I’m always in control.” The words feel humiliating. “With my father. The team. Everyone.” I swallow. “I’m always careful.”
Connor studies me.
“And Jace?”
“He’s chaos.” My voice gets smaller. “I don’t have to be perfect with him.”
Connor’s jaw flexes.
“And you like that.”
I don’t answer. I don’t have to.
Something in his face cracks.
Jealousy. Want. Anger.
His hand slides higher.
“And me?”
I finally look at him.
“You make me feel safe.”
That should calm him. It doesn’t.
“Safe.” His laugh is sharp.
“You think he’s the only one who can make you lose control?”
Connor leans closer, dangerous now.
“You think I’m too safe?”
“Connor—”
“Fine.”
His fingers dig into my thigh. He speaks against my ear.
“I’ll make you beg for it.”
He pulls back.
The perfect Captain is gone.
His eyes are wild. Hungry.
“And when you do, you’re not going to be thinking about Jace.”