47. Feeling Jealous

Sebastian

I didn't speak to her the entire ride home. I don't know why I am so consumed with anger and jealousy. It wasn't Delilah's fault that the man hit on her. She is a beautiful woman, and it is natural for her to attract men.

If anything, it was my fault for taking her to that sex club and dressing her in that dress that was barely there. I pranced her around like jail bait.

And Andrew is right. I have no business being jealous when I let another woman touch me in front of Delilah.

I still didn't apologize for that.

But I was thinking with my heart and not my brain once again. All the logic went out the window, and here we are. Feeling regretful is pointless.

"You dragged me back here, and now what? You are going to punish me by forcing yourself on me just because someone dared to be nice to me?" Delilah said curtly.

"He wasn't just being nice to you. He wanted to fuck you," I avoided her gaze.

"Are you a child, Sebastian? How many more times are we going to do this? I thought y