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“And didn’t you have your pleasure?”
“Yes, but…?”
“Shush!” he ordered. “I am in love with you, my darling. Remember that. Lovers don’t hurt each other, they love. And you were loving me delightfully.”
“Then what you said that night was just…”
“Fantasy, perhaps?”
“Was it?”
“Perhaps it was,” he said. “I hardly recall it now.” There was a pained luster in his eyes for one brief instant, as if another person was trying to make an appearance in Ian’s body. Jocelyn wondered if he was possessed.
Chapter Ten
Alex,” Reggie peered into the living room at two a.m. surprised to see the blonde lounging on the sofa reading a book. “Isn’t it a little late to be up?”
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“Bed lumpy?”
“No. But I think my psyche is.”
Altering his plans to retire upstairs, Reggie moseyed into the room and sat down on a footstool beside her. His hand reached toward her hair, pushing a lock aside so he could see her half-hidden face. He always had a condescending manner toward her which she disdained when they were being just friends, but which turned her on when she was feeling submissive. Having stayed with him a week while Will was in New York, her penance/imprisonment in his house had gone by with the two so busy they didn’t see much of each other. Their relationship seemed delightfully platonic, although there was that edge that under the surface agitation between them that would likely mark their association forever.
The night he brought ‘the woman’ home had been the only major annoyance of her stay. The two had slipped inside the house, the tittering female giggling like a pre-adolescent school girl. Alex disappeared into the kitchen having no intention of meeting the woman replacing Jocelyn in Reggie’s bed. And when he was getting a bottle of wine to take to upstairs, Alex gave him the cold shoulder. She received an equally haughty return from him, along with a warning scowl suggesting she better not start anything.
Now, days later, remembering how that night ended, she was edgy having Reggie so close inside her space.
“Conscience bothering you?” he asked as he remained seated beside her in the living room. He seemed content to stay there spoiling the quiet of her night.
“Why would it?” she replied.
“Because you were out all day.”
“And so you readily assume that I’m off screwing someo
ne?” She found herself blurting out.
“Were you?” he asked.
“No, I wasn’t out get screwed!”
“My, you are testy,” he retorted, a little surprised by the vehemence in her tone. “You’re not still upset about Gwen?”
“Of course I am, since you asked. And I’m upset about a thousand other things but I wouldn’t dare tell you about them.”
“You think I’ll have your ass again?” he asked as though he was really interested in abusing it one more time.
“I wouldn’t doubt that you’ve been spying on me the way you did Jocelyn just so you could lay out my infidelities before my eyes.”
His eyes glazed over like glass before a burning fire. “I told you, Alex, don’t even tiptoe into the subject of Jocelyn with me. I’ve explained myself enough. So are there infidelities I don’t know about?
“I didn’t say there were.”
“But it’s what you implied,” he snickered. “Your problem, darling, is your unbridled honesty. If you’ve erred again, you will confess eventually. I never have to worry with you, it eats you alive. You are as predictable as the day is long, as the sun rises and sets.”
“You really think I’ve done something to confess?” she said.
