Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Getting away with her would be the perfect way to cement their relationship.
She took a deep breath and shifted slightly as though she needed to put some space between them. “I don’t know that I can do that with you, Jared. I’m fine with spending the weekend with you, but then I need some time alone after.”
She sat up, turning away from him.
What the hell was going on? Moments before she’d been languid in his arms. He’d made her happy. He’d given her what she needed physically, and he couldn’t think of what he’d said wrong. Frustration welled. He was always fucking up with this one woman. He could have any other woman in the world eating out of the palm of his hand, but this one always slipped away from him.
“So this was about sex.” He should have known. He should have fucking known. All of his life he’d been treated like a prize to be won.
She didn’t turn his way but her head was high, her spine straight. “It can only be about sex.”
“So I’m good enough for a weekend? You’ll go off on this vacation of yours and screw whoever you like and then maybe I’ll be good enough for a few days if you come back and you’re horny? Is that what you’re saying?”
“Yes, Jared. I’m saying that.”
She wouldn’t even look at him when she was crushing him. That seemed the cruelest cut of all. She was done with him now that he’d serviced her. How many women had treated him like a commodity to be bought and sold? He’d gotten used to it, far too used to it. Men, women, they saw him as nothing but a good body and a pretty face. It was why he wanted out of the game in the first place.
But he hadn’t expected it from her.
His heart felt like it had twisted inside his body, an actual pain that nearly sent him to his knees. “You know my aunt whored me out to her friends when I was a kid. Well, eighteen, that is. Kai had gone into the Army and left me with her. She was supposed to take care of things because I was far too stupid to figure out how to handle what little money we had. She told me with a face like mine I could take care of us far better than Kai could. I was jealous and pissed that Kai had left. I wanted to prove myself to him.”
“Jared, you don’t have to say anything.” Finally a crack in her armor. Her voice hadn’t been steady.
He was more than happy to exploit that crack with the truth. “What? You don’t want to know? I thought you wanted to know everything about me. Was that another lie meant to get me in bed? I was stupid enough to actually think that first woman she sent me with just needed a date. I didn’t realize what an escort really was until I found myself in the back of a limo with that woman’s hand down my pants. I haven’t felt that ashamed of anything until this moment. I thought I would never feel that way again, but you managed it. The crazy thing is you told me what you wanted in the first place. You said you wanted to bag me and tell your friends about it. I hope I was good, Sarah. I hope I make a great story. Hell, you said we could have the rest of the weekend. Why the fuck not since I promise I’m never touching you again after I leave this time. You can find your own family. I’m taking mine back.”
Why should she get his brother when the only thing she’d wanted from him was sex?
“I think you should leave now. I won’t bother you again. I got what I wanted.”
He stopped, a million comebacks going through his head, but his brain was starting to work again. Somewhere through the pain and hurt, he was thinking of her.
This wasn’t Sarah. If Sarah had wanted sex and only sex, she would have told him that. His Sarah would have looked him straight in the eyes and explained everything to him. None of this made sense.
This…this was why she’d stopped calling him. This was why she was hiding from him.
“I can’t go.” He moved to her, not bothering with his clothes. He wasn’t going anywhere until he understood what was happening.
He stopped, staring at her because she was crying, tears coursing down her face. His anger fled in a heartbeat. His whole soul softened at the sight of her pain. “Baby, tell me what’s wrong. I’m sorry I got angry. You touched a sore spot. Please forgive me. I should have asked the right questions. Tell me what’s going on. No matter how bad it is, we can face it together.”