Page 121 of His Dark Demands


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“Still not taking his calls?”

“No.” I shook my head. “I have nothing to say to him.”

“I understand. You’re right to ignore him.”

I blinked in surprise. “Wait, what? You understand?”

“Yeah, I do. He’s a player. Most dashing, sexy-as-fuck billionaires are. I’m sorry I encouraged you to give him a chance.”

“Where’s all this coming from?” I set the Santoku knife down before I dropped it on my foot or chopped off my finger.

Falina pulled out her phone and grimaced. “I sort of followed him everywhere. He was tagged in some pictures.”

I peered over her shoulder. It was Ciro and the redhead kissing. He helped her into his car. They drove off together.

“Yes, aren’t they lovely?” I resumed chopping. “Those were from the other day. Fresh scandalous images should appear at any moment. We wouldn’t want the public to get bored with stale photos.”

“I’m so sorry, Isla.”

“So am I. But hey, at least I know, right?” I wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.

“You’re handling this a lot better than I expected.”

“What choice do I have? I need to think of Pippa. Obviously, I suck at picking men.” I laughed because what else could I do?

“There’s one man who might be the real deal. He’s had his eye on you since day one.” Her eyes went wide as Jon entered the kitchen from the back door.

“I’m not ready to let another man into my heart.”

“Who said anything about love? You need to treat yourself. Take a break from being a mom and be a woman… with Doctor Jon.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

He flashed a broad smile our way. “Hey, how’s it going?” Jon put his stuff in his locker and took out his apron.

“Hi.” I smiled back.

“Jon, I got your message about leaving at seven. It’s no problem,” Falina said.

“Thanks. I got called in to work a twelve-hour shift in the ER.”

“How veryGrey’s Anatomy.” Falina fluttered her eyelashes. “I love that show.”

“Yeah?” He chuckled. The deep rumble tickled my stomach. “The real deal isn’t quite as exciting as the show. Are you aGrey’sfan too, Isla?” He stared down at me with an arched brow.

I screwed up my face. “Heck no. I don’t like blood. I’m the girl who faints at the sight of it.”

“Good to know. I’ll be ready to catch you if you ever faint.” He issued me a slow wink.

My insides felt weird. I didn’t like it. The last thing I needed was to be confused.

“Do you like baseball?” he asked in a serious tone.

I tilted my head, trying to gauge where he was going with his question.

“As in the Giants? I have two tickets. They’re playing the Dodgers.”

“Oh… Um…” Was he asking me on a date?

Falina elbowed me like a weirdo as she walked away, as if Jon didn’t notice her urging me to accept his invite.