“Okay.”
“Sara, they’ll take care of you better than I ever could–”
“How do you know that?”
“Because their security is the best. I couldn’t offer the same thing. The truth is the Jackals are stronger, and right now you need protection if someone is intent on wanting you dead.”
“Jaxon, please–”
“Stop begging, Sara. It’s done.”
“Fine,” I angrily wiped the tears from my eyes. “You want to leave me here? You want to let me go? Then do it. Move on and… and take care of yourself.”
“Sara–”
I immediately ended the call. I set the phone down harshly and bent forward, holding my arms around my stomach. I felt sick. So damn sick, my head was spinning. I nearly threw up right there on the spot from the anxiety swimming in my belly. I’d deserved it. I knew that. I’d have stupidly left him by listening to another man when I should have just stayed.
I should have fucking stayed!
But Remy would have gotten to me regardless, and he would have found a way to keep me. But I supposed if I’d just gone to the apartment, Jaxon might have fought harder to get me back.
Oh, such karma! I abandoned him, and now the tables had turned. It fucking hurt.
In a way I was glad for him. He needed to live his life, not get deterred by a woman who betrayed him twice now. Had trusting Remy with the truth been so wrong of me at the time?
Trust is a fickle thing. I just witnessed a bond down the fucking stairs between brothers that looked like it ran far deeper than the core of the fucking earth. Yet someone had slipped this note into my pocket. Someone had done what Jaxon had asked.
Was someone here working for him? Did it even matter anymore?
He’s your soul mate, and you just told him to move on.
Some pains are worth enduring, remember?
*****
I languidly trailed my fingers up and down his torso as I sat over top of him. He gripped my hips and rocked me back and forth. I shut my eyes, focusing on the feel of him as my breathing picked up.
“That’s it,” he whispered huskily. “Come for me, Sara.”
And I did. And it was fucking amazing.
He buckled under me, gripping me even tighter as he came, groaning aloud into the air. I collapsed into his chest, resting the side of my face against his sweaty hard skin.
“Never gets old,” he quietly said, stroking my hair as he caught his breath.
He was still inside of me even minutes after. I didn’t want to separate from him. Things had been rocky lately, and it was nothing to do with him, of course. I wanted to savour this short moment of happiness.
“I have something for you,” he said sometime after.
By then I was falling asleep in his arms. “Hmm?”
He lifted me up and pulled out of me. Then he rested me on the bed and propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at me with a small smile on his face.
“I have something for you,” he repeated.
I watched him for a moment in thought. “What do you have?”
His small smile widened. “You have to promise not to be upset with me.”
“What have you done, Jaxon?”
He traced his finger along my jaw line with a smug, mischievous look on his face. “Promise me, Tiny.”
Now I was
“Sara, they’ll take care of you better than I ever could–”
“How do you know that?”
“Because their security is the best. I couldn’t offer the same thing. The truth is the Jackals are stronger, and right now you need protection if someone is intent on wanting you dead.”
“Jaxon, please–”
“Stop begging, Sara. It’s done.”
“Fine,” I angrily wiped the tears from my eyes. “You want to leave me here? You want to let me go? Then do it. Move on and… and take care of yourself.”
“Sara–”
I immediately ended the call. I set the phone down harshly and bent forward, holding my arms around my stomach. I felt sick. So damn sick, my head was spinning. I nearly threw up right there on the spot from the anxiety swimming in my belly. I’d deserved it. I knew that. I’d have stupidly left him by listening to another man when I should have just stayed.
I should have fucking stayed!
But Remy would have gotten to me regardless, and he would have found a way to keep me. But I supposed if I’d just gone to the apartment, Jaxon might have fought harder to get me back.
Oh, such karma! I abandoned him, and now the tables had turned. It fucking hurt.
In a way I was glad for him. He needed to live his life, not get deterred by a woman who betrayed him twice now. Had trusting Remy with the truth been so wrong of me at the time?
Trust is a fickle thing. I just witnessed a bond down the fucking stairs between brothers that looked like it ran far deeper than the core of the fucking earth. Yet someone had slipped this note into my pocket. Someone had done what Jaxon had asked.
Was someone here working for him? Did it even matter anymore?
He’s your soul mate, and you just told him to move on.
Some pains are worth enduring, remember?
*****
I languidly trailed my fingers up and down his torso as I sat over top of him. He gripped my hips and rocked me back and forth. I shut my eyes, focusing on the feel of him as my breathing picked up.
“That’s it,” he whispered huskily. “Come for me, Sara.”
And I did. And it was fucking amazing.
He buckled under me, gripping me even tighter as he came, groaning aloud into the air. I collapsed into his chest, resting the side of my face against his sweaty hard skin.
“Never gets old,” he quietly said, stroking my hair as he caught his breath.
He was still inside of me even minutes after. I didn’t want to separate from him. Things had been rocky lately, and it was nothing to do with him, of course. I wanted to savour this short moment of happiness.
“I have something for you,” he said sometime after.
By then I was falling asleep in his arms. “Hmm?”
He lifted me up and pulled out of me. Then he rested me on the bed and propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at me with a small smile on his face.
“I have something for you,” he repeated.
I watched him for a moment in thought. “What do you have?”
His small smile widened. “You have to promise not to be upset with me.”
“What have you done, Jaxon?”
He traced his finger along my jaw line with a smug, mischievous look on his face. “Promise me, Tiny.”
Now I was
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