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Oh, shit. I never thought he would bring it up. I thought he forgot about it and probably wouldn’t even remember what I looked like without my clothes on. How many women has Kalum had since then? He is rich, gorgeous, and can have any woman he wants. Compared to the type of women Kalum is used to, I just don’t compare to any of them. Lane was the only man to ever make me feel pretty. He would always tell me I was pretty and that he loved me. For a girl like me, that was enough. I’m a nobody. I’m only somebody now that my husband is dead because of his legacy in the racing world. I’m known as Lane Turner’s wife. Not even Aura Turner. Now, I’m just a widow. The only two people I have left in this world are my son and my best friend/sister-in-law Exie.
I wonder what Kalum’s aim is with his statement. What is he trying to prove by bringing up the past? We are no longer in high school. He chose to follow the path his parents laid out for him, and they made sure I was nowhere near his family. Memories flood my mind of how easily they all cast me aside and threw me out because I was an inconvenience. His mentioning an intimate moment we shared when I was vulnerable and obviously meant nothing to him has me furious with him. The need to leave increases with every breath I take in his presence.
When he leaves, I’m taking my son and I’m getting as far away as I can. This is not my home and I don’t want my son subjected to Kalum or his family. This isn’t about what I want but what is best for Lane Jr. I have no idea what Lane’s point was to involve Kalum but I don’t agree with this.
“Don’t bring up things that are not important.”
He walks closer with less than an inch between us, the heat of his body mixed with his scent permeating all around me. Every breath I take is mixed with the heat and scent of his.
“Look at me.”
“I am,” I snap.
My chin is raised, and he must see the anger reflected in my gaze. His nostrils flare and his lips are set in a hard line. The energy is crackling and I’m glad that at this moment Lane is with Camila. I can hear their voices coming from behind me as Kalum and I stand toe to toe staring at each other in a battle. Our pasts trying to seek answers to things left unsaid.
Chapter 5
Kalum
Her anger makes my cock harder than steel and all I feel like doing is taking her to the master bedroom in this enormous house and showing her how much I want her. How much I crave her. I thought being away from her all these years would change the way she affects me, but I was wrong. It’s worse. If anything, I want her more than the air I breathe but I can’t touch her. It is wrong in so many ways.
She is mourning the death of the man she loves. She gave him a beautiful son. For one split second, I wish that little boy was mine. Imagining he was ours, that he looked like me or maybe both of us, but then I come to my senses. I don’t want a wife and I don’t want children. Not right now. When the time comes, and it has to happen because my family’s legacy is dependent on it, then fine, I’ll take a wife. But for now, I’ll have meaningless sex when I want and how I want.
Aura is not the type of woman I can take to bed and tell her to leave when I’m done. She is the type of woman you marry. She wants forever. There was a time I wanted that with her but it wasn’t the time. And time is a fickle bitch. It comes knocking and if you are not ready for things to happen, it will destroy you and leave you with emptiness. It doesn’t care about your wants or dreams. It passes by and you would think time heals all wounds. It doesn’t. All it does is put those feelings you had in the past away, like an old file you can purge.
All my feelings for the woman in front of me, I had no choice but to purge. She belongs to another man. A man that trusted me to make sure she is safe physically and financially from those who would want his fortune to be passed on to whom they see fit, and that does not include a woman that came from a poor family from Spencer. Lane Turner’s family wants to take his legacy from her and sell it to the highest bidder. Whatever is left to be placed into a trust for his son, but at the same time, making sure she doesn’t see a dime. They want her penniless. Except Exie. Exie has tried to keep them at bay but her control is slipping.
People from my world are ruthless and when they want something they will destroy whoever and whatever to take it. In this case, they will make her sell it, or they will destroy it. It is her against the world.
She is looking at me like I’m her enemy and if she only knew, I’m the only one that can save her. My eyes travel down her shirt. Her nipples are straining against the soft fabric of her bra and I know I affect her. That she is aware of me.
Her eyes follow the path of my gaze, and she smiles sarcastically but she plays it off. “Some things never change, do they?”
“The fact is that I want nothing more than to slide my tongue between your legs and reacquaint myself with the taste of you. I’m a man and I like to fuck. That will never change.”
“I’m not your woman and I’m not the same girl you had cleaning your room when she had no other choice. I’m not the girl you can sweet-talk with your charm and good looks to get her to lose her head and fall for your lies.”
I chuckle. “You had a choice to say no when I was making you come on my tongue. You sure as hell didn’t say no then.” I lean closer. “I bet you wouldn’t say no now.”
Thwack! A hot stinging sensation runs up my cheek. My hand instinctively wraps around her wrist in a solid grip but not hard enough to hurt her. She slapped me. She slapped me hard. My eye twitches from the sting but it’s nothing I can’t handle.
Her eyes flash in anger. “Fuck you.”
“That can be arranged. Tell me when and how you want it. I will oblige.”
I prefer her to be mad at me. It is better than having her want me for any other reason than what I can offer her. Safety.
“Never,” she spits.
I snort. “Good. I can never offer you more than a quick lay anyway.” I lower my voice. “Besides, I prefer a woman with a little more experience. You were never my type anyway.” I tilt my head and scrutinize her with my gaze. “Pretty but plain.”
She flinches. I know I’m being an asshole but it’s better to put this barrier between us. Nothing more than my help will she be getting from me.
No one should take away what her husband wanted her to have. His family shouldn’t have a choice but that is not the way they see it. My lawyer informed me that Lane Turner’s lawyer received documents that Aura is to remove the last name Turner from her name. Some shit about her using it to capitalize from it now that she is a widow.
“I want to leave,” she snaps. “I don’t want to stay with you or have anything to do with anything that belongs to you or your family. I hate you.”
“Trust me. I would prefer not to get involved in your late husband’s battle, but he asked me for this one favor upon his death and I will honor it, Aura. Come to think of it, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for Lane and his son.”
