Chapter 27

Jaxon's POV

I smell her arousal, but the knocks suddenly become more demanding. As I head towards the sound, a familiar scent violates my nose. “What the fuck do you want, Kaylee?” I growl, yanking the door open.

She looks up at me with wide, fearful eyes. “W-We need to talk.”

“We have nothing to talk about.” I start to slam the door in her face, but she blocks it with her hand.

“Please, just hear me out. I’m begging you, Jaxon.”

Seriously? After I caught her banging some dude in the bathroom, and she literally stared me in the face with no remorse as she did it, she wants to talk? About what? There’s no chance in hell I could ever forgive her, much less want her back.

I grunt, annoyed but curious. “Fine. Make it quick.” She brushes past me and sits down on the loveseat in the living room. She’s wearing a tight red dress that shows off her cleavage. It’s exactly the kind of thing I used to like, but now everything about her repulses me.

I guess that’s what happens when you find out the