I nod gently and climb under the covers with her.Peppering kisses over her hair as my hand caresses her shoulders, I wait until Jessie is fast asleep, then let myself drift off.
This isn’t over.
I will give her some time to think about it, while I work out what the hell I do about my out-of-control feelings for her.
Jayden is home in under a week.
I have until then to clean this up.After all, now that I have the information I was after, there is no other reason *cough, excuse, cough* to be sexually active with her.
I never fucked Jessie.It seems inappropriate to pat myself on the back for that, but when I tell her we can only be friends, she’ll be glad she never took my cock.
I’m not sure I can say the same.
I have to let this woman go, and I tell myself it's because I care deeply for her.
The problem is, I’m not sure what the truth is anymore.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
JESSIE
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Liam knows, and I feeldirty every time he looks at me.Not dirty in the same way he used to make me feel—dirty, naughty, and sexy.
This is different.
I feel like a stupid, used, and broken young woman.
Which I probably am.
I feel his questions and judgements in every glance.I don’t have answers for him.I never should have gone into Frank’s office the night we wrapped, in hindsight, given the amount he’d drunk.
I should have screamed louder.
I should have fought.
