Page 299 of Sin Bin

“Jupiter! Wait!”

She ran faster, but she knew she couldn’t outrun him. When he grabbed her from behind, she whirled around and slapped him across the face so hard that his head snapped to the side and her palm went numb with pain.

“You son of a bitch!” she screamed through her tears. “How could you?”

“It’s not what you think, I swear!”

“Liar!”

When he tried to wrap his arms around her, she beat his chest with her fists until he released her. The ruddy imprint of her hand on his cheek gave her no satisfaction.

His eyes beseeched her. “Baby—”

She held up a warning hand. “Don’t come near me!”

He swallowed hard. “I know it looked bad, babe, but if you’d just let me explain—”

“Explain what? That you were about to fuck your stepmother before you were interrupted?”

“I wasn’t gonna fuck her!”

“Coulda fooled me!”

He caught her wrists in an urgent grip. “Let me explain—”

She wrenched free of his grip, spun away and marched up the spiral staircase, almost blinded by tears. Logan was right on her heels.

“Listen to me,” he tried again. “Chantal came on to me and I was trying to fight her off. Couldn’t you tell?”

“No, I couldn’t!”

“Well, that’s what happened! She kissed me and pushed me down—”

“Pushed you down? You’re six-four and two hundred thirty pounds! How did that skinny bitch push you down?”

“She caught me off guard!”

“Give me a fucking break, Logan!”

“It’s true!”

They had reached the middle deck where the guest staterooms were located. As she marched furiously toward their cabin, Logan followed her, pleading his case.

“Nothing happened, I swear to God. It looked much worse than it was—”

“I don’t believe you!” She stopped outside their stateroom and stabbed her finger into his chest. “How would you feel if the shoe were on the other foot? If I totally ignored you during dinner, then afterward you walked in on me kissing another man, how would you feel, Logan? How the hell would you feel?”

“I’d be fucking devastated!” he yelled in her face. “But I’m trying to tell you that nothing happened between me and Chantal!”

“And I’m telling you that I don’t believe you!” she yelled back.

“Goddammit!” He gripped her arm when she tried to turn away from him to unlock the door. “Meadow, please—”

“Let go of me! I have nothing more to say to you!”

“Then just listen to me!” he entreated, his eyes boring into hers. “Please, baby—”

“Don’t you ‘baby’ me!” she screeched, wrenching out of his grasp.

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