Page 62 of The Billionaire's Marriage Dare

She watched Christian slide off his stool without taking his gaze away from hers. “I think I have to—-”

Her brows furrowed, and Jane followed his gaze, which went all the way down – to her feet. Her eyes widened.

“Because you don’t have your shoes on.”

Jane swallowed back a laugh. “I don’t, do I?” And she hadn’t even realized until Christian had pointed it out. “My glass slippers are in the repair shop,” she said finally. “I threw them out when this idiot prince made me mad.”

Christian’s azure eyes gleamed. “A Disney princess with anger management issues?”

She choked.

“Major turn on,” Christian drawled.

And this time, she couldn’t help laughing, but she also couldn’t help crying—-

It had been so, so long since they could banter like this.

“Not to mention you remind me of this other princess I know.”

“O-oh?”

“She’s got a habit of throwing stuff out,” Christian said solemnly. “Like that ring I gave her?” He snapped his fingers. “She threw it away without hesitation. And my heart?”

Oh!

“She threw it out of the window—-”

But Jane couldn’t laugh anymore. How could she when, despite the lightness of his tone, she could see in Christian’s eyes that she did manage to rip his heart out of him?

“Stop,” she whispered.

He stilled.

“It’s over, okay?”

Christian whitened. Had he gotten everything wrong?

Seeing that he didn’t really believe her, she said forcefully, “I mean it. It’s over, Christian.”

“I see.” He turned away clumsily. “I need a moment.” He could feel his entire world crashing, and he couldn’t even make himself give a fuck.

It was over.

He had thought that Jane had come here to let him know she had forgiven him, and he was right. But what he hadn’t realized was that with her forgiveness came the end.

It was over.

Jane couldn’t understand why Christian was acting so oddly. Wasn’t he supposed to be happy that—-

Oh.

Jane was torn between dismay and laughter, but when she saw him about to take a step away from her, she automatically reached for his hand from behind, her fingers tightening around his wrist.

Christian closed his eyes wearily. What now? Was she going to explain why it had to be over?

But then he heard her say, “You didn’t let me finish.”

And he started, remembering that once upon a time he had used the same words on her.

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