Page 7 of Forgive You

“Shut up,” he barks, studying my features as if he’s looking for answers to questions he won’t ask himself.

“No.Finishit. What, Jason? Bitch? Whore? Gold digger? Tell me what you really think about me!”

“Stay out of my business!”

Yeah, that’s what I thought.

“I work for NVS, not for you.”

“Drop Ford or I will make your life a living hell.”

Ha, doesn’t he know hell is exactly where I am? Lost in some kind of weird purgatory that’s eating me alive every day because I made the stupid mistake of falling for his brother once upon a time?

I was so proud of myself when I finally told Jacob I was completely done, trusting my gut instead of his pretty words. But I didn’t realize how much of a parasite he really is.

Now he’s got me pinned against the wall with no way to get rid of him unless I hurt the people I love the most.

And they have been through enough.

“You wouldn’t,” I say simply, my voice soft and composed.

Though being brothers with my wicked ex, the man in front of me is nothing like that. Jason is not built for evil plays and wicked schemes.Right?Though, the dark glint in his eyes has me swallowing away whatever doubt is trying to settle in my throat.

“Don’t fucking test me. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Gulp.“Can’t wait to find out.”

“Go home, Julie.” Turning around, he runs a frustrated hand through his tousled blond hair before he flips his attention back, pointing an accusing finger at my face. “Or dating my brother will be nothing compared to the misery I’ll bring you in the next couple of weeks.”

My insides swirl with an agonizing confusion, my eyes squinted for a moment as I examine the hatred covering his face like a mask.

Is he really prepared to fuck with my life for payback? Is that really the man he’s become? The man my actions have made?

Hell fucking no.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I push his solid chest to create some distance between us. “This is not about you, Jason!”

He takes another step closer, fuming above me like a bull that wants to trample me into the dirt.

“Right, because you didn’t come here to piss me off? You and Jacob are laughing about this tonight over a glass of wine?”

I let out a humorless laugh.

God, no.If I never have to talk to his brother for the rest of my life, I’ll die a happy girl.

“Have you seen your brother in the last couple of months?” I pop an eyebrow at that ridiculous comment. “Talked to him?”

Maybe if he would’ve pulled his head out of his ass and paid attention, he’d be able to connect the dots.Stubborn motherfucker.

“No, but he’s always close when it comes to you.” He strolls toward the door, frustration dripping from his face.

“You are impossible!”

“And you are in myfuckingspace!” he shouts, the door handle in his hand.

“I’m just doing my job!”

“Then quit! Stop ruining my fucking life by being here! I told you I never wanted to see you again. I fucking meant it. Get the fuck out of my sight and stay that way.”

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