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My cheeks burned as we sat down on the edge of my bed. Where the heck was she anyway? Did he just leave her in bed?
“Drew told me what happened last night,” Jason began. “With Julien.”
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Not that this topic was any less humiliating.
I glanced down at my lap, wringing my hands together while I waited to find out where this conversation was going.
“What were you thinking, Luce? Going outside with a guy you hardly knew? Doesn’t sound like you.”
I fought to hold in a bitter laugh. Right. Because the big-boobed bimbo he left with wasn’t the same thing to him. Just some girl to screw. To pick up and put down when he’d got what he wanted.
I shrugged. “I figured I’d experience some more French cuisine. Unfortunately, it was the kind that makes you want to throw up.”
“Lucy, come on. This isn’t something to joke about. Drew said that prick had his hand up your shirt,” Jason snapped.
The memory made me shudder. His firm, dirty grip kept me held in place so I couldn’t escape.
Couldn’t move.
Couldn’t breathe.
“Yeah, I know it’s serious, Jason. I was there. But it’s over now. I made a stupid mistake. I don’t need to be reminded.”
Jason rested his hand on mine. “I’m not judging you, Luce. I’m the king of stupid mistakes. I just don’t understand why you were with him in the first place. He’d been acting like a first-class cock all day.”
I raised an eyebrow. “That sounds a little bit like judgment.”
“Hey.” His sharp tone made me look up at him into those green eyes, and I sighed.
“I didn’t choose to drag him out of the club. I was outside getting some air, and he came out. We were talking, and he wanted to kiss me. I didn’t see the harm. He was a good-looking guy, and I didn’t… I just didn’t think it through.” I lowered my eyes, the horror of what could have happened seeping into me again.
On my second night away from home, I’d killed any level of maturity I’d tried to show and almost got myself seriously assaulted. Rubbing my hand across my forehead, I let out a groan.
Jason laced his fingers through mine. “Promise me you won’t do that again. I don’t want you getting hurt. Besides, you’re way better than a quick hookup in a back alley.”
The sensation of his fingers entwined with mine was too good. I wanted to hold on, but I pulled away and shuffled away from him slightly. “Did you say that to the girl you picked up last night? How come she wasn’t too good to be a quick hookup?” I spoke quietly, asking not in a judgmental way but out of genuine curiosity.
Jason’s eyes closed for a second as he blew out a breath. “You know about that.”
“I saw you.”
He nodded slowly. “Lucy, she was just…” He paused for a second, obviously trying to find the right words. “We get a lot of girls who want to hook up with us because of who we are. I don’t always take advantage of it. In fact, I pass up a hell of a lot. Some nights, like last night, I needed… I don’t know…” He shook his head. “She was there. Right place, right time.”
“So… you were horny and you picked up the first woman who threw herself at you?”
His eyes widened in surprise. “Now who’s being judgmental?”
“I’m sorry. That’s not how I meant it to sound. I just don’t get it. Why is it okay for you to pick someone up just because but not for me?”
“Is that why you did it? You were horny and you wanted someone?”
My cheeks flushed again. I couldn’t believe he’d asked me that, but on the other hand, maybe he had no idea of my nonexistent experience. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been horny in my life. Or at least not in the way he meant. The kind of horny that makes you want to screw the first person who looks at you.
“I wasn’t horny. I didn’t even like him much. Like I said, I made a mistake.”
Jason shook his head. “You’re not one of those girls, Lucy. There are some girls who are happy to pick up guys, have a one-night thing, and then move along. And there will always be guys who are happy to oblige. I’m not an angel by any means, and I admit I take advantage of who I am sometimes. But you aren’t the kind of girl who could be like them.”
“Why not? Because I’m not pretty enough and don’t have the kind of boobs that could poke someone’s eyes out?”
