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“Because you hurt her.”
“She was big on masochism, enjoyed high levels of pain. She asked me to do it, so I did.”
“What if I wanted you to slit my wrists?” I question, testing him. “Would you do what I wanted, then?”
“Of course not,” he groans, standing abruptly, facing his back toward me. I’ve crossed a line. “I would never cut your wrists. I would never hurt you. Never.”
“Have you ever been in love?”
Immediately, he turns to me, and his eyes set on mine.
My heart sinks from the intimacy of this moment.
“Time is up,” he quietly responds. “I’m not a good man, Sasha. I’m not going to act as if I’m not aware of this. It’s complicated. I wish I could make you understand why I am the way I am, but I can’t.”
“We all have a dark side, Jaxon.”
“My life is dark. There’s never been any light. Until,you.”
I stare up at him, blown away.
“Ever since the moment you appeared into my life, everything’s changed. I was drawn to you because of how different you were. Most women have thrown themselves at me, yet you walked away from my car so easily. You didn’t take my shit. You challenged me, and it made me so fucking mad.”
“I’m sorry—”
Suddenly, he kneels by my side.
“Stop apologizing,” he pleads, desperately searching my eyes. “I can’t take it anymore. I will man up right now and tell you that I am so sorry, Sasha. I’m so fucking sorry for turning on you at the cabin after you poured your heart out to me. I’m so sorry I hurt you. This isn’t what I wanted. I thought it was, but it’s not. Please, Sasha.”
Looking in his eyes, I can’t help feeling numb, empty. Even after listening to everything he’s just said, I feel absolutely nothing.
“I can’t.”
He swiftly takes my face between his hands, and everything around us becomes a blur. All I can see is him.
His eyes.
Those deep, intricate eyes.
“I’ll get you back,” he calmly says, staring straight into my soul. “I’ll do everything in my power. That, I can assure you.”
My breathing begins to pick up, and I squirm in my seat, locking my fingers around his wrists.
“I need to use the ladies room,” I rush out, my head spinning.
His hands drop, and the loss of physical contact between us has my emotions heightened.
“Of course,” he says, as I rush to my feet. “Allow me to walk you there.”
“No,” I firmly reply, heading toward the door. “I’ll be fine.”
Jaxon catches my arm, and brings me against his chest. “Are you leaving me?” he asks, quiet, concerned. “Or, are you coming back?”
Unsure with my answer, I fretfully blink up at him.
“Yes.”
His mouth turns to a firm, straight line. I must be an open book right at this very moment, unable to mask my features even the slightest. I am utterly screwed.
