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Preacher’s expression darkens. “Yeah, well, she’s the one who strayed outside our relationship, not me, so her jealousy was really just a show.”
“Bitch,” I growl. “She cheated on you?”
“Yep. Broke my heart, I guess.”
“You guess?”
He nods. “I thought I was in love with her, and maybe I was to a certain degree, but I recovered too quickly from her betrayal to know for sure.”
“Bullshit.”
His dark brows dip into a frown. “Excuse me?”
I push up until I’m sitting and nod. “You heard me. I said bullshit. You want to make it seem like you didn’t love her because yougot overher so quickly, but have you? Have there been any serious relationships in the years since her betrayal?”
I fold my arms and arch my brows in a question.
“No, but that’s not longing for her. That’s just being gun-shy to trust another woman.”
My lips curl into a small smile. “All right. If you say so, Preacher. You are totally fine, not at all scarred by her betrayal.”
“Nope.”
“Cool.”
“I know.” He smiles.
“So this isn’t a rebound fuck?”
He barks out a loud laugh that shakes the bed. “No, it’s not. What about you?”
“This isn’t a rebound fuck for me either, Preacher. You’re hot as fuck, and I want you, but I’m not holding out hope of becoming your old lady.”
That’s a bold-face lie. I like Preacher. He’s gorgeous, hot as fuck in the sack. He’s protective as hell and a biker to boot. He’s pretty much the living and breathing version of my perfect man on paper, but he doesn’t need to know that.
“So, boyfriends waiting in the wings?”
“Those knuckleheads? No. I like to party and have a good time, but I told you, I’m not staying in Angel Harbor.”
Which is another reason I need to make sure I don’t let Preacher fuck me into staying in Angel Harbor. I don’t want to mistake the orgasms and this false bubble of intimacy as anything more than what it is. A stolen moment.
“So you really don’t fuck those girls who hang around your MC?”
His brows dip again, and he shakes his head, brows scrunching up as if my question offends him.
“No, Gia. I don’t fuck the club whores.”
“Why not?”
He grins. “You’re a nosy little thing, aren’t you?”
“I prefer the word curious. So, why not?”
“Because I’m not interested in any of them.”
“And because you’re a man who doesn’t like to shit where he eats,” I guess.
“Pretty much,” he answers, a look of pure surprise on his face. “What makes you say that?”
