Page 52 of Hate At First Sight


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I can't help but feel a strange attraction to his confidence and self-assurance. It's not something I'm used to in a man and it's almost intoxicating. But I push the thought away, reminding myself that I can't let myself be drawn in by his charms.

"I don’t need to embrace my flaws," I say haughtily. "I'm perfect just the way I am."

He raises an eyebrow. "Is that so? You think you're perfect? Then why are you so afraid to admit that you enjoyed what we did together?”

“I told you…”

“You can't deny that while it was naughty and unexpected, I bet it made you feel alive."

I feel a flush spread across my cheeks as I think about it. It had been naughty and unexpected, but also I had enjoyed it. But I can't let him know that.

"I didn't enjoy it," I lie. "It was a mistake and it won't happen again."

He steps closer to me, his eyes locked onto mine. "Oh, it will happen again. And you'll enjoy it just as much, if not more. Because deep down, Amelia, you like being naughty with me. You can't resist the thrill of breaking the rules."

I want to argue with him, to deny his words, but I can't find the words because part of me knows he's right. I do like the thrill of breaking the rules and being with him is the ultimate forbidden fruit. But I can't let myself give in to that temptation.

I can feel his eyes on me, watching my every move. And I know that this isn't the last time I'll be faced with the temptation of Jack and his irresistible charm.

"I'm sorry, Jack," I say softly. "We can't do this. You're my roommate and you heard the rules about this retreat. I need this experience, I don’t want to be kicked out.."

He looks disappointed, but he nods in understanding. "Truce?”

“Truce.”

We back up to create space and shake hands.

“I’m still curious why you were late, though,” he says. “Everything okay?"

I stare at him for a moment, perplexed.

“What?”

“Did you just ask me a genuine question?” I put my hand on his forehead. “Can I take your temperature?”

Jack laughs.

“I think it’s just jetlag.”

He nods back. “I'll let you get a nap in then.”

With a final, regretful look, he turns and leaves the room.

“Oh, and Amelia,” he says.

“Yes?” I’m surprised at the emptiness entering into me even before he leaves. As much as I hate the man, there’s something about him that makes me enjoy being around him.

“If you ever want to talk about why you’re really here on this trip, let me know.”

He closes the door behind him. I sink down onto the bed, feeling a mix of sadness and relief. I know that I made the right decision but it's still hard to resist the pull of desire.

A month ago, I was a lonely girl who’d lost her boyfriend and her job and her sense of direction.

Now, I’m knee deep in feelings for a mysterious billionaire…who is somehow my roommate at this yoga retreat.

I think about just lying down in my bed a bit to rest, but I’m intrigued when I see a heart shaped locket on Jack’s bed.

Does this man have someone he already loves?

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