Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
She sighed, her eyes soft as though she pitied him. “Don’t try to tell me this wasn’t real. I won’t believe you.”
He had to make the attempt. Maybe if he said the words, he could believe them. “I got emotional last night. I’m sure a shrink would tell me I carried that secret around for too long and it got to me. I mistook good sex for real affection. Rookie move, but I’ll get over it. You were excellent in bed and genuinely amusing. The funny girl thing works for me. I’ll make a note of that when I find the next one of you.”
There wouldn’t be a next one. Not ever again. He’d been burned so often, but it would be this woman who finally taught him the lesson.
Again that nauseating sympathy lit her gaze. “I don’t buy that for a second. I can see you creating dialogue in your head. You think I haven’t learned you inside and out? I know that when the emotional shit gets too real, you go deep and find some character to play so you don’t have to deal with it.”
Excellent. Then she wouldn’t mind if he played the massive asshole. “And when you come up against a problem, sweetheart, you spread your legs and make a whore of yourself.”
He prepped for a bitch slap and was surprised when she merely took a deep breath and sighed.
“Okay, I can handle that. I can even see the point. I don’t like the word, but you’re feeling mean right now, and given what I took from you, I’ll allow it.”
“Allow it?” Did she honestly believe she was in control here? Well, he supposed that was his fault since up until now she’d happily led him around by his stupid cock.
“Yeah, call me names, babe,” she encouraged. “Whore, bitch, cunt. I can handle them all as long as we keep on talking because at the end of this conversation, we’re going to be okay.”
“There is no we. There never was a we. There was an idiot me who let his dick do the thinking and there was a manipulative, ruthless bitch who saw an easy mark and took it.” Despite his best of intentions, he was starting to heat up. “And of course you would stay, darling. What whore leaves a john who can buy her anything she wants? All you have to do is fuck me and hope I never find out all the other shit you’ve lied about. Who was the man on the beach, Kayla?”
Because it occurred to him that she’d been lying about everything today. Every fucking thing.
Her jaw firmed. “He’s another agent.”
He bet that’s who he was. From the way Jared explained it, the two had been cozy. “Does he like you fucking the targets? Is that why he took off the way he did? Did you tell him he was going to lose you at the end of this op? How many of us have there been?”
“More than I like to admit,” she replied quietly.
“Hey, it’s cool. I was a whore, too, but then you know that and now all your buddies know it, too.” They would use it against him. Something like that didn’t get hidden away somewhere.
“I will get that tape. I’ll make sure it doesn’t exist. I swear it.”
“Your lies mean nothing. Get your shit and get out. Take the assholes with you. If I ever see your lying, whore face again…”
“Hey,” a deep voice said from above. “What the fuck is going on? You don’t talk to her like that.”
“Declan, this is between Josh and me,” Kay said quickly.
Ah, finally someone he could turn a little rage on. Despite everything she’d done to him, he couldn’t start a real fight with her, couldn’t wrap his hands around her throat and squeeze. And she couldn’t give him the physical pain he needed. But this asshole could. “Nah, this is a fucking family affair, man. You in on this? Does she fuck all of us? Is that how she keeps you two in line? I’m going to tell you, sweetheart, whatever Kegels you’re doing, they’re fantastic because somehow after all that cock, you’re still tight as a drum. Although maybe Dec’s a little light in that department.”
Instead of punching him in the face, Dec looked back at Kayla. “Shit. He knows. What the fuck? I thought we were going to get through this without telling him and have a goddamn happily ever after. You knew that shit was going to fuck his brain over.”
Kay put her hands on her hips. “Well, it wasn’t my idea to tell him. I was planning on going to my damn grave with that one. I didn’t want to hurt him that way.”
“Fucking Agency,” Dec spat. “They can’t do anything right. Who screwed up? I’ll take them out. I hate these jobs. Josh, you gotta understand that me, Shane, and Kay, we were all for knocking on your door and asking for your help. This undercover shit is not how we do business. I’m sorry.”