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“You’re acting like you don’t trust me and I’ve never given you a reason not to.”
“It’s not that. It’s just if I’m not there to look out for you, who will?” I can remember having this conversation with another man once before and somehow it feels different now. Maybe I really was naïve with JP because I can remember him telling me he wanted to put me over his knee and spank my little ass pink after going out and getting drunk with Chloe one night.
The difference was that was hot and he fucked you senseless with a red handprint still fresh on your ass.
Nope. Shut that shit down, Whitney.
“You’re right,” I tell him. “But you can’t tell me I can’t go out. Just trust that I’ll be careful, alright?”
“Whatever, do what you want, Whitney.” His voice drips with passive aggression.
“You want me to just sit in the house and wait for you to come home? That’s what you want?” Silence. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
He sighs and I can imagine him running a hand through this hair and bouncing his leg like he always does when he’s agitated. “I just don’t want you out being reckless when I’m not there. Sorry for being worried.”
I begin walking up the walkway and up the stairs to my front door. “I appreciate that. I think it’s cute that you worry.”
“Just call me when you get in later, alright?”
“Time difference?” I remind him. Knowing that I probably won’t get home until around two a.m. if we go out, which puts the time at five a.m. on the East Coast where Parker is now.
“Don’t care. I want to hear your voice and know you got home safe.”
“Yes, sir.” I giggle and I hear him clear his throat on the other end.
“Don’t start with that,” he says but I can hear the smile in his voice. It was odd, Parker was a little more dominant in our relationshipexceptin the bedroom which actually kind of pissed me off. The place I want to be bossed around and told what to do and he’s actually quite passive. Whereas in our day-to-day life, he took control. Sometimes I didn’t mind it but other times it felt like I didn’t have a say in my own life.
“Okay, well, I love you.” I turn away from the door when I hear someone coming up the stairs and I almost drop the phone when I see JP walking up the stairs looking like he just stepped out of a fucking GQ magazine. He’s wearing a pair of black jeans that shows his trim waist and a white button-down that emphasizes his olive skin that’s even more tan from his time in Mexico. I briefly wonder if he was doing hard labor or something between surgeries because he’s a little more muscular than I remembered. His dark brown hair is a little longer and curls slightly at the ends spurring vivid memories of pulling on it while his mouth was between my legs. Speaking of which, he licks his lips drawing my attention to his mouth before finding his eyes that are still roaming shamelessly all over my body.
Of course, he looks even better than he did three years ago. Bastard.
“I love you too,” Parker tells me back, but my brain barely registers that before I hang up the phone.
“Hi Jacob.”
He cocks his head to the side and narrows his eyes and I can almost hear his thoughts.Jacob, huh? So that’s how we’re playing it?“Hi beautiful,” he responds, and after three years of not hearing his voice, I almost melt at just those two words.
Fuck. Where is Chloe? We discussed that I shouldn’t be alone with him for this exact reason. She probably just assumed we were fine for now because he wasn’t here yet.
He’s still on the stairs so he climbs the final two and then he’s moving closer to me. I take a step back and he takes another step closer. I take another and he does the same and I immediately begin to panic. I don’t want him in my space. I don’t want him to hug me and I don’t want to be close enough to smell his cologne. I put a hand out to stop him from coming closer. He frowns and I shake my head.
“I’m engaged.”
His eyes darken and I see a flash of annoyance cross his face.Fuck.“So, I’ve heard.”
“So… no.”
“No, what?” He gives me that cocky smile that used to make my panties wet. The one where he revealed one dimple but none of his teeth and I am trying to ignore the fact that there is a tingling between my legs.
“You know what.”
“I’m simply saying hello and acknowledging the fact that you’re beautiful. Any person with eyes can see that.” He nods when I don’t respond because I’m actually holding my breath until I can move out of his space. “Congratulations, by the way.”
I let out the breath I’m holding because this seems safe. Talking about my engagement implies he’s accepted that I’ve moved on. Maybe he really is just here to celebrate or maybe for closure. “Thank you.” I smile. “Parker is great. You’ll really like him.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.” My smile fades as he holds out his hand. “Let me see the ring.”
I hold it out for him to see and just as I begin to pray that he won’t grab my hand, warm skin presses against mine. He rubs his thumb over my knuckles and the ring on my finger. “Hmmm, not what I would have picked for you.” My heart begins to pound and goose bumps betray me by popping up everywhere.Fuck fuck fuck.
