Carl let me go immediately and I looked at Dalton like a deer caught in headlights.
Dalton looked at me with so much hurt, betrayal, anger.
"It's not what it looks like Dalton", I tried to explain but he raised his hands, gesturing to stop me from talking.
"Go home", he barked. I flinched at his tone.
"Dalton it...", I went to grab him but he took a step back, not wanting me to touch him. A sob racked from my body when I realized how much he is disgusted in me.
"Go home, Alyssa", he said, his voice so cold, so emotionless. I knew better than to argue now. I'll talk to him when we're at home. I went past him but he grabbed my elbow harshly, stopping me and bend down so his lips are on my ears and said slowly, so slow that Carl is not able to listen.
"I want you to strip naked and kneel with your legs apart, next to our bed. And make sure not to move in any condition".