Page 53 of Jaylen


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He smiled slightly. "That too. Why are you crying?"

"I already told you why. I hate you and I do. I hate you for making me need you so much. God!" She huffed out a breath. "I miss you. You are annoying as hell and way too pretty, which makes me think that this is not going to last. We are not going to last and I should do the sensible thing and bail before it gets too sticky."

"But?" His intense green eyes were boring into hers and even from a distance, she could feel the heat in them.

"But I like the really amazing sex and want it every chance I get."

"Come to me, darling. The old man would let you use the jet. Come to me and spend the next couple of days soothing my frayed nerves."

Her smile was a little wobbly. "It's just two days and I am not going to abuse my position like that. The people I work with already resent me for my sudden change in status. And I have a ton of work to do. We also have the stupid talk show thing to do when you get back."

"I miss you," he told her sincerely. "I feel like a sad baby who has been deprived of his mother's milk. I get irritated by the slightest thing and I am moody and irascible. I was always a very likable guy until now."

"I bet that moody thing shows up well on camera. Any naked pose?"

He laughed, feeling the irritation fading. She could always accomplish that. "None."

"Good. I want to be the only one ogling that hunk of flesh."

"I feel like a slab of meat."

"That's what you are to me." She scrubbed at her wet cheeks. "I don't cry."

"You don't?"

"I did that a lot when I was little. Crying because my parents were not coming back for me and I learned to get strong, kick-ass strong, you know? I decided that no one would ever have that power over me again. Now you are making me cry. I really hate you."

"It so happens that I really hate you too. You make me so damn vulnerable."

She sighed at that. "What are we doing here?"

"It appears that we are well and truly married."

"This is madness. We have only been with each other for two weeks."

"And?"

"That's not enough time for us to be feeling like this."

"Isn't it?" He sighed then. "I know how I feel Anika. The last thing I wanted was to be married, to give the old man the satisfaction he had been waiting for. But now, it is what I want more than anything else."

"It will not work!" she cried. "You are Hollywood and I am some small town and never the twain shall meet. You are going to cheat on me with all those women crawling all over you and I am going to be forced to commit murder and I don't want to go to jail. I am not going to do very well behind bars."

He burst out laughing. He could not help himself. No wonder he was so enchanted by her.

"It's not funny," she muttered, a smile tugging at her lips.

"Oh, but it is. Who will you be murdering? Me or the unfortunate female?"

"Both of you of course." Her smile widened. "You cannot think I would leave you alive to bounce on another female while I languish in jail, can you?"

"I don't know what I was thinking. Of course, you wouldn't. You would want to be thorough about it."

"Damn straight," she sighed again. "You need to get your beauty sleep."

"I don't need it." He sent her a cocky grin.

"Vain."

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