But now she’d never know.Jesse breathed a sigh of relief. “So they just talked to you?”“They touched me. I learned to touch them.” She wasn’t going to lie. She just wasn’t going to tell him she was in love with someone else.Thunder boomed across Jesse’s dark face. “Touch, how?”“Enough that I understand the appeal of the ménage and what draws you to do it.I never expected you to change your sexuality for me. So I tried to adapt for you.” I tried to find out what fascination a crass, difficult soldier had for me and I got burned.The answer seemed to mollify him. “That’s… Wow, you’re an amazing woman.But You’re not like the whores and bimbos around all the time. I had no intention of sharing you. Not with Ryan. Not with anyone. If I make you bad, how can your good rub off on me?”His tone was half-joking. Kimber wasn’t laughing. They really needed to get past this Virgin Mary image he had of her.“Thanks for not wanting to share me with Ryan.”Jesse leaned over, pulled her close.
“That’s it?”“Um, I’m sure it’ll be great.” Was he put out because she wasn’t jumping up and down to find out about the secret?“I hope you think so.” He stared, those piercing dark eyes looking anxious and confused.She sighed. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing.”A denial, pure and simple. Damn, the man was so moody. From highs to lows, from mischief to pensive, all in a snap. Everyone always just adapted, Kimber noticed. Jesse was so used to the world revolving around him. It was so unlike her father and brothers, who only had three modes: work, laughter, and anger—in that order. Jesse was all over the emotional map.“What happened to the you I used to know?” The question was out before she could stop it.Jesse’s gaze snapped back to her. “What do you mean?” Kimber fought the urge to fidget and looked away. But they hadn’t had an honest conversation in the last week. Passing and superficial, yes. He’d asked about her family, her schooling, scraped a bit of the surface about her wishes for th
Hell no!But that was reality, and it shredded his guts like a thousand dull razors. McCall had proposed, and she’d said yes. Jesse was happy, if his smile in the picture was anything to go by. Kimber’s picture was in profile, but she had to be happy. This was the realization of her little white lace, virgin-girl dream. While he… Hell, he’d been a fucking pissed-off wreck ever since she’d left, wrenching his heart out with her tears.“She wasn’t ours,” he managed to croak out. “This just proves it.”“Kimber might have stayed if you’d been decent to her. She offered you her—”“I wasn’t taking her virginity. It didn’t belong to me, just like she didn’t!” The fact that the girl and her virginity belonged to the smiling crooner in the picture didn’t exactly thrill him. Correction: it made him want to tear McCall apart slowly, with his bare hands, and inflict maximum pain.Lord knew the army had trained him to do it.Luc pointed an accusing finger in his face. “You made her believe she did
Shit! He yanked away from Alyssa.Luc barely noticed. Instead, he pulled her onto his lap.With one hand, he threaded his fingers into her hair, angled her mouth under his, and sank into her. Deep. Like he didn’t care if he came up for air anytime this century.What the hell?Alyssa curled her arms around Luc’s neck and wriggled on his lap. Clearly, she hit something sensitive because Luc growled, lifted her until she straddled him, then ground her against his cock.As she threw back her head, a cascade of pale blonde hair landed in Deke’s lap.Luc’s mouth descended, closing around one of her nipples. He wasn’t teasing.There was no toying in this touch. It was all fierce intent.“Luc! Yes!”His cousin’s response? He merely transferred his attention to her other breast, curled a passionate fist into her hair, and grabbed as if he planned to bend her to his will.“Are these nipples hard for me?” Luc demanded. He stared at her as if she was the only other person in the room. As if she w
Jesse lived like this?Her head throbbed. People she didn’t know were grabbing her to congratulate her on her engagement. The engagement that had completely blindsided her mere hours ago and she hadn’t agreed to. Hurting Jesse’s feelings wasn’t something she wanted to do, but there was no way in hell she could live this sort of life.The door to the suite opened, and Jesse sauntered in, bright, perfectly symmetrical smile in place. The little crowd cheered. Ryan paused in banging his blonde to wave. At Jesse’s back, Call scowled and took in the scene, grousing something in Jesse’s ear.It caused Jesse’s smile to turn to thunder, and he whirled, fists clenched. Hmm, whatever Call said, Jesse didn’t like it.The pair exchanged words. Ugly words, Kimber guessed from their body language. Then Jesse stormed off. And stomped in her direction.“Hey, babe.” He forced a new smile and grabbed her, hauling her off the sofa and into his arms. “Let’s step outside and get away from all this.” More
Oh, God. Shock washed over her. Icy. Sickening. She had to leave. Now.Before she could turn and get the hell out, Jesse caught sight of her, pulled free of the blonde’s ass, and shoved the bottle aside with a creative string of curses.Kimber didn’t wait to see if he was going to dress first orchase her down the hall wearing nothing but a condom.She made it to the hall before he came at her, white bath towel around his waist, and pushed her back into her empty bedroom.“Shit, babe. Oh, hell. I—”“Don’t say anything.” She closed her eyes, but still kept seeing the scene in her mind.“I’m sorry. This doesn’t mean anything. She doesn’t mean anything!” Kimber flashed ahead to her future. If she actually married Jesse, she had a feeling she’d be hearing those words a lot. And he’d actually mean them…in his way. But she couldn’t change a man who, deep down, didn’t want to give up his wild-child ways.He’d see that when he was ready, and she could only hope that he wouldn’t hate her in the
On TV, Call cleared his throat. “Jesse McCall’s private life is private. Right now, we’re focused on the upcoming album and his current tour—”“Did Ms. Edgington leave him? Did she end the engagement?”“No comment. We’re adding a second show in Atlanta. Tickets will go on sale this Saturday. These are the kinds of things fans should be focused on.”“Jesse indicated a wedding this fall. Will that still happen?”“Nothing has been decided yet except that the new album will be out then and he’ll be in full support of it,” Call snapped.Oh, he was pissed. Anything that focused media attention away from Jesse’s music and too much on his personal life would not please Cal.Then the announcer returned, asking in the most lurid voice possible what the truth was and asking viewers to stay tuned while they got to the bottom of it.Kimber sat back. How had she missed all this? Because she’d been busy making decisions and starting her plans, not watching TV for the last two days.She shook her hea
“I don’t know. I think Hunter is out of the country on some assignment. Logan…He called to ask questions about my engagement a few days ago, but never said where he was.”Arms tensing, Deke’s grip around her tightened. “Have you called Logan since the explosion?”No. She’d thought about it. But her father’s life had depended on every tick of the clock. Then once she’d gotten him to safety, the fire department arrived. Then the police. Questions— lots of them—as they stabilized her dad for the ambulance ride.She’d gone along, holding his hand, hoping he knew that, even though they weren’t geographically close, he was still her parent, her only parent, and she loved him dearly. Then at the hospital, forms and questions, then the waiting began, tense moments of brittle fear splintering her composure…“Kitten?” Deke prompted.“I don’t know where my phone is. Destroyed, I guess. I don’t know…”“Okay. I’ll call Logan. Just relax for me.” He kissed her forehead, then stood and set her in L