Page 53 of Shattered Diamonds


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“I don’t talk about my past discretions. They are private moments between me and my partner at the time.”

“So recently, then,” I state, turning back to him.

“Are you jealous, Haven?”

“No.” I turn away, my gaze returning to the couple.

“Haven, look at me.”

I keep my gaze on the couple in the corner who are practically having sex.

“Now.” He tugs on my captured curl.

I slowly turn his way, my eyes slanted.

“That look on your face will only lead to you being reprimanded.”

“I’m not a child.”

“You most certainly are not. And I’m not an open book.”

I roll my eyes and look over at Tegan. “But I have to be.” I state a fact I already know to be true.

“Yes. I will give you one concession. The answer you are seeking is yes, I have slept with her. The most recent was a few days before meeting you. Now, tell me, did that answer satisfy you or did that piss you off even more?”

“Was she a regular thing?”

“I said one concession.”

“And I asked a question I want answered, Mr. Carbone. If you can’t do that then you can take me home right now.”

He shifts in his seat, wraps his arm around my side, and pulls me into him with strength. “This side of you, that mouth of yours, I’m not sure I appreciate it.”

“I can’t say that I care. You were jealous that I danced with someone, that they had their hands on me. Well, Mr. Carbone, I have the right to be jealous of a woman who clearly had sexual relations with you and who stands twenty-five feet away from us, as she watches you.”

“What happened to my meek Irish girl?’

“I warned you.”

He scratches the dark hair on his trimmed beard with the hand not holding me to his side. “That you did.” A small grin shows his dimple.

“The answer?” I wait, glaring at him.

“Dance with me.”

“No.”

“If you want the answer, you will dance with me. Now get your ass out of the booth.” He stands and holds out his hand.

I slide from the booth and stand before him. The heat between us is palpable. He leads me to the floor where other patrons are dancing as well. A slow sultry beat by Rhea Robertson plays.Lose My Breathserenades us as Demetri pulls me into his arms. He holds me so tight against his body I can barely breathe.

“She was a woman who participated in regular sessions with me.”

“So you fucked her all the time.”

“Watch it, Haven.”

“Why did you bring me here? You clearly knew she would be here.”

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