"Don't raise your voice at me," He said.
"Oh fuck off," I bit out.
"I can fuck you," He smirked.
"I'm not here to play with you, Kain. Why did you make me train?" I asked once again.
"I wanted to touch you," He said as he stood up.
"I was hoping to...
"You are pale from throwing up so much and you look exhausted and ill." He said.
"I'm fine." I said once more.
I hunched over as I threw up again.
"No the hell you aren't," He said.
He helped me wipe my mouth.
"Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital." He said.
"Kain, no. If it'll make you feel better I'll go after we perform okay?" I said trying to get him to side with me.
"Fine," He sighed.
"I'm just nervous." I said.
Today I was doing a live magic mike performance with Kain. I'm a little nervous but I'll be fine. Kain was on the stage and I was in the crowd but I was near the front. As the music began he did what he needed to do and everyone was cheering then he reached down and pulled me onto the stage and people cheered more.
He was on his knees as he pulled me closer and bent me over then he smacked my ass, then pulled me up to his chest.
"Should've smacked it harder," He whispered.
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"I told you I'd be fine," I said to Kain.
"Hi baby," Waylon walked up to me holding flowers.
"Hey, I thought you were gonna stay at the hotel for the rest of the week so you didn't waste money." I said.
"I am still staying but I didn't want to miss your performance, you did amazing." He kissed me.
I gave him a fake smile.
"Thanks." I could see Kain clenching his jaw.
"What do you say about dinner?" He said.
"Uh I was actually going out with a friend tonight," I said.
"Oh Kain, hi." Waylon said.
He's trying to piss him off. But Kain just ignored him.
