own. “Want to know it?”
His eyes snapped open and he stopped moving.
“I was pregnant. I found out on Dustin’s ranch. It was your baby. I knew then that you’d switched my pills.”
“You liar.” He dropped to his knees and grabbed my chin, turned it upward so I was looking straight into his eyes. He was coming undone. I was getting to him, and it felt so good.
“I’m telling the truth. The baby died before you showed up. You killed it. If I weren’t so afraid of you, maybe you would have been a father by now. Except… I’d have raised the baby with Dustin.”
He pushed me back and got to his feet, leaned his forehead against the closed door. He spun around, dropped to his knees again, and knocked me down, my head missing the toilet this time and hitting the floor with a thud that vibrated inside my skull. My vision started to blur, and then darkness took over.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jude
Jude was no fool. He knew Haley didn’t love him anymore. The moment she attempted to set him on fire, it was clear. But he loved her and that was enough. He loved her and hated her at the same time. The way she hurt him and shattered their vows was unforgivable. He had to push his love for her aside and punish her for her sins. Both love and the desire for revenge had kept him alive—revenge that had eaten him up inside like hot acid. Also, the thought of Haley fucking another man drove him crazy. Haley would belong to him until death. He’d come back to remind her of that.
As he watched her lying on the floor, a cocktail of love and hate raged through him, and he saw red. He wanted her and he hated her more than he'd ever hated anyone. Even his father. At least his father had never pretended to love him and then withdrew that love. Haley had played him from the start. Just like Lacey had. As much as it hurt him to cause her pain, she had to pay.
He sucked in a breath through his teeth and lowered himself to her level, studying her closed eyes. With his gaze, he followed the curl of her long lashes, imagining the pool of green behind the lids that had always driven him mad with desire.
His groin strained at the sight of her smooth skin, her full, pink lips, and the curve of her breasts. He craved her just as he had the first time he’d laid eyes on her. He wanted to fuck her even now, knocked out as she was, but he loved watching the fear in her eyes when he entered her, loved feeling her squirm beneath him.
He reached for her throat, encircling her gentle neck with his hand. He could finish her off right now and his job would be done, but he wanted to see her fight for her life. What was revenge without pain? No, he would wait. He'd wait until she woke up and then he would finish what he'd started. For now, he had to have her, or else he would explode. The most important thing was that she was still alive. He’d felt her pulse.
Grinding his teeth together, he ran a finger down her throat, past the hollow in her neck. He paused there a moment, wishing he could carve his infinity mark into her skin. He would, but not yet. He moved on to where the strapless dress started across her chest and pushed down the thin elastic material, all the way until her soft, round breasts were free.
His pulse quickened and his breathing intensified as he pulled the material lower still over her flat stomach, down to her belly button. He lowered his mouth to it and flicked it with his tongue, inhaling her vanilla scent. Then he used both hands to lift her hips and thighs as he moved the dress to her knees and down her endless legs. He slid her thong over her hips.
Satisfied, he sat down and reached into his pants. He was so ready for her.
***
Jude watched Haley’s pretty, broken face fill the television screen, her wild eyes frozen with fear as he took back what belonged to him.
He shifted in bed as he felt himself harden with longing for her yet again. Why was she being such a bitch? He had not expected her to fight
His eyes snapped open and he stopped moving.
“I was pregnant. I found out on Dustin’s ranch. It was your baby. I knew then that you’d switched my pills.”
“You liar.” He dropped to his knees and grabbed my chin, turned it upward so I was looking straight into his eyes. He was coming undone. I was getting to him, and it felt so good.
“I’m telling the truth. The baby died before you showed up. You killed it. If I weren’t so afraid of you, maybe you would have been a father by now. Except… I’d have raised the baby with Dustin.”
He pushed me back and got to his feet, leaned his forehead against the closed door. He spun around, dropped to his knees again, and knocked me down, my head missing the toilet this time and hitting the floor with a thud that vibrated inside my skull. My vision started to blur, and then darkness took over.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jude
Jude was no fool. He knew Haley didn’t love him anymore. The moment she attempted to set him on fire, it was clear. But he loved her and that was enough. He loved her and hated her at the same time. The way she hurt him and shattered their vows was unforgivable. He had to push his love for her aside and punish her for her sins. Both love and the desire for revenge had kept him alive—revenge that had eaten him up inside like hot acid. Also, the thought of Haley fucking another man drove him crazy. Haley would belong to him until death. He’d come back to remind her of that.
As he watched her lying on the floor, a cocktail of love and hate raged through him, and he saw red. He wanted her and he hated her more than he'd ever hated anyone. Even his father. At least his father had never pretended to love him and then withdrew that love. Haley had played him from the start. Just like Lacey had. As much as it hurt him to cause her pain, she had to pay.
He sucked in a breath through his teeth and lowered himself to her level, studying her closed eyes. With his gaze, he followed the curl of her long lashes, imagining the pool of green behind the lids that had always driven him mad with desire.
His groin strained at the sight of her smooth skin, her full, pink lips, and the curve of her breasts. He craved her just as he had the first time he’d laid eyes on her. He wanted to fuck her even now, knocked out as she was, but he loved watching the fear in her eyes when he entered her, loved feeling her squirm beneath him.
He reached for her throat, encircling her gentle neck with his hand. He could finish her off right now and his job would be done, but he wanted to see her fight for her life. What was revenge without pain? No, he would wait. He'd wait until she woke up and then he would finish what he'd started. For now, he had to have her, or else he would explode. The most important thing was that she was still alive. He’d felt her pulse.
Grinding his teeth together, he ran a finger down her throat, past the hollow in her neck. He paused there a moment, wishing he could carve his infinity mark into her skin. He would, but not yet. He moved on to where the strapless dress started across her chest and pushed down the thin elastic material, all the way until her soft, round breasts were free.
His pulse quickened and his breathing intensified as he pulled the material lower still over her flat stomach, down to her belly button. He lowered his mouth to it and flicked it with his tongue, inhaling her vanilla scent. Then he used both hands to lift her hips and thighs as he moved the dress to her knees and down her endless legs. He slid her thong over her hips.
Satisfied, he sat down and reached into his pants. He was so ready for her.
***
Jude watched Haley’s pretty, broken face fill the television screen, her wild eyes frozen with fear as he took back what belonged to him.
He shifted in bed as he felt himself harden with longing for her yet again. Why was she being such a bitch? He had not expected her to fight
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