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He was silent then, but she could feel his eyes on her as she wiped down the counter and the table before pulling out the Swiffer to go over the floor.
She could feel the little tremors of response building beneath her flesh as he watched her, she could almost feel his eyes raking over her snug jeans, the press of her breasts beneath the T-shirt.
Minutes later she propped the Swiffer back in its place before turning and heading for the living room. She was aware of Joe following her, stalking her like a damned animal. As though he could sense her arousal and was debating the best way to act on it.
Let me love you, he had whispered earlier. He had no idea how those words had ripped through her heart. She had dreamed of him loving her, had believed he was beginning to until she covered that damned party she had no idea he had been invited to. Because he hadn’t told her. Hadn’t invited her. Oh no, he’d had one of his society women on his arm, decked out in silk and diamonds and platinum blond hair.
Had he slept with her?
She couldn’t let herself think of that. Even now, two and a half years later, the thought that he would take another woman so quickly after having shared a bed with her had the power to rip her defenses to shreds.
“You can’t ignore me forever, Maggie.”
She stopped in the middle of the living room, breathing in deeply before turning to face him.
“I’m not trying to ignore you, Joe.”
His eyes were brilliant with lust, the same look that had had the power to bring her to her knees during their relationship. Literally.
He tucked his hands into the pockets of his slacks and stared back at her silently, as her gaze flickered to the action. The heavy bulge between his thighs sent heat burning through her body. Her vagina ached, echoed with emptiness, as her nipples pressed hard against the material of her bra.
She swallowed tightly as she felt the need for oxygen increase.
“Did he please you in bed?”
The question took her by surprise.
“Excuse me?”
“Grant.” He frowned back at her. “Did he please you in bed? Did he make you scream and beg for more, even when you were too exhausted to take more?”
Her eyes widened at the flicker of anger in his eyes.
“That’s none of your business—”
“The hell it’s not,” he snapped. “I went crazy for two and a half years wondering if he pleased you, knowing he shared your bed…”
“Stop it, Joe. This isn’t going to get us anywhere.”
“I’ll know.” He kept his voice low, even, a sure indication that he wasn’t going to let the subject go.
“No, you won’t.” She lifted her chin as she stared back at him, her fists clenched at her sides as she fought to maintain her control. “Because I’m not answering you.”
Shame filled her at the thought of revealing the truth. She had known on her wedding night that the mistake she had made in her marriage was more severe than she had expected. Grant’s lust had sickened her, his spoken perversions filling her with disgust and fear.
“His journal was pretty in-depth concerning your sex life,” he informed her then. “He was quite descriptive.”
Maggie felt herself pale. “We weren’t having sex then. I hadn’t shared his bed since the first months of our marriage, I told you that.”
“Why?” He moved closer, stalking her like a predator.
“That’s none of your business, Joe. Let it go.” She watched him closely, warily, uncertain as to how he would react.
“You’re a very passionate woman, Maggie. I can’t imagine you denying yourself, or cheating on your husband to attain satisfaction.”
“I like sex, so automatically I had to be fucking someone?” she snapped out furiously. God save her from hardheaded men.
“That wasn’t what I said.”
