It doesn’t help.
“I see,” Gemma states and seems to move away.
“Neither of us want anything more serious.”Did I misread this entire thing completely?
Gemma glances away as my phone vibrates in my pocket.I ignore it.
“Take it.”
“No.”I shake my head and reach for her hand.“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I’m shocked, honestly.”
“Shocked that I want you?”
“Shocked that a man has asked me to be his lover.I was a married woman a year ago.”She lets out a harsh laugh.“Drew, I don’t know.None of this is how I saw my life going.”
Is she not over Anthony?
I grind my back teeth, thinking about what he’s done to her.What Gemma doesn’t know.
“Then think on it.You don’t need to answer me tonight.”
Fuck the five million and Zander’s bet.I don’t care about it.
Gemma nods, looking lost.
Tapping the window, Patrick opens the door and I climb out.Taking Gemma’s hand, I lead her inside the building and upstairs in the elevator.
I tug her against me.“I wasn’t expecting to upset you.”
“No.”Gemma places her hand on my pec.“You surprised me.I...he’s only been gone a year.”
I nod, then turn the doors open, and we’re blasted with music and laughter.
Anthony Ford doesn’t deserve Gemma’s loyalty.
Then again, perhaps I don’t, either.
