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“You’re Jasper B-Barrett.” She stumbles over her words as her eyes go to his hands on my hips.
Jasper grips me tightly and rests his chin on top of my head. He’s so good at pretending.
“In the flesh.” His tone is smooth like whiskey.
She eyes us in disbelief, then she fishes out her phone from her purse and takes a picture of us. “Tammy and Ruth won’t believe me when I tell them about this. We should get drinks. By the way, I’m so sorry for sleeping with Link behind your back.”
Anger burns in my chest, and I want to hit her so badly. How much will my bail be? Would Jasper bail me out? I shake my head. She’s not worth it. I keep telling myself she’s not worth it.
“We were never friends, remember? You were only using me to get close to Link.”
Jasper glances at me, then her. Disgust clouds his face. “What’s your name again?”
“Quinn Hawthorne.”
“Your father is Thomas Hawthorne?”
She nods. “You know him?”
“Of course I do. I made a deal with him for my new company.”
“You’re becoming CEO of the Wolfgang Bank?”
“Indeed. But I’ll be backing out of the deal since you want to rub it in my girlfriend’s face about herdownfall.”
Fear flashes in her pupils and her mouth drops. “You can’t do that.”
“Yes, I can. I haven’t signed the paperwork yet. I heard your conversation with my girlfriend. You’re rubbing it in her face about her downfall, but let’s see howyourdownfall is going to be once your father realizes who cost him a fifteen-million-dollar deal.” He holds my hand, ushering me to the door.
“You can’t do that, Jasper. Don’t make her suffer. She didn’t deserve that,” I murmur.
Once we’re outside, I inhale the smoggy air of New York City. Michael pulls up to the curb, then he gets out and opens the door. Jasper and I both climb into the backseat.
“You need to stop being sympathetic toward people who treat you like shit. Grow a backbone and stop allowing people to walk all over you.”
He’s right, but I feel guilty for what happened to Quinn, and I think Jasper is going overboard with his reaction, but it’s not like she doesn’t deserve it.
And I do have a backbone, I just do not set out to destroy people’s lives.
I gaze out the window, getting lost in the view of the gigantic skyscrapers as rain pelts against the roof of the car, creating music to my ears.
The universe is fucking with me.
Why of all the people did I have to run into her? I’m so glad Jasper showed up to my rescue, and I’m glad we’re in this so-called relationship even if it’s a business transaction.
“Who was she?” Jasper’s words cut through my thoughts.
I open my mouth to speak, but then I remember last night and how he wouldn’t tell me about Harper. I’ve been open to him since the very first night we’ve met, and he’s given me that vibe that tells me you can talk to him without getting any judgment from him, but at the same time he only gives me crumbs in return. I had to google him to learn the basics about him.
“Why should I open up to you when you won’t open up to me?” I shoot back.
He doesn’t respond, his mouth turning down in a frown, and he removes his phone from his breast pocket and types something before he tucks it back into his pocket. There is no way he’s going to open up to me, and that makes this situation ten times worse because I’m going to be married to a complete stranger. I should at least know him on a deeper level. I learned a few quirks about him, like when he eats, he eats one item at a time on his plate. Or he sorts his clothes by color, or in the bathroom he always places his razor on the right side of the toothbrush holder.
When I moved it to the left side once, he told me not to touch his razor again if I won’t put it where it belongs.
I shake my head and peer out the window. I want this relationship to work, but it won’t if I’m the only one that’s trying to form one.
“There isn’t any hope for us, is there?” I ask, keeping my eyes glued to the window.
