Page 172 of With This Woman


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“Why the fuck didn’t you stop it?” I counter, and then inhale. “Oh my God, you couldn’t, could you?” This is bad news. “Because you were enjoying it.”

“Chill out, Judge Judy. I thought one of those two idiots were going to stop it.”

“And then suddenly your pierced dick was in Kate?”

Drew laughs. “Ever seen Sam look like he wants to kill someone?”

“No.”

“It’s priceless.”

“You’re fucked up.”

“Whatever. I had a nice time and now hopefully those two will admit what we all know.”

“Sam already did.”

“Well, my work here is done.”

“That’s my line.”

“God, you’re being a bitch today.”

“Fuck you. Things won’t be weird, will they?”

“No, they won’t be weird. Kate’s cool, but she’s not my cup of tea.”

Nowthere’sthe million-dollar question. “What’s your cup of tea?”

“Gagged and heartless.” He hangs up, leaving me shaking my head to myself, and my phone is quickly ringing again.

Fuck me, here I was thinking of having a nice, quiet weekend. “John?”

“I brought Ava’s car over.”

“I didn’t ask you to.”

“I brought Ava’s car over,” he repeats, sterner, lower, moodier.

I frown down the line. “Thanks.”

“Open the motherfucking door, you stupid motherfucker.”

I get up and go to the door, swinging it open, my phone still at my ear, finding John on the other side. He tosses the keys at me, and I catch them. “This feels like an intervention.”

He looks past me, searching for Ava no doubt. Or for the signs of something on her finger. “You did it, didn’t you?”

I press my lips together, not prepared to rat myself out. I can keep Ava away from The Manor for the next few days. Tell John I’ve met her parents. I can’t imagine Ava will be rushing to share the details of my memorable proposal. “Did what?”

He takes off his glasses and looks at me.Reallylooks at me. “You can’t lie to me.”

Fuck, he’s right. Never could. “How the fuck did you know?”

“Because I woke up this morning and had this funny feeling in my gut that you’d done something stupid.” He turns and walks away. “And my gut when it comes to you is always right.”

“What does your gut say about me marrying Ava?” I call after him.

“You’re a first-class, professional cunt, Jesse.”

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