Page 58 of Filthy Elites

He pulls me against his chest again and kisses my forehead. “You’re mine, Isabelle, and no one messes with what belongs to a Novak. No one.”

I tense in his arms. “Juan also thought I was his. I’ll never allow anyone to put me in a cage again, Jason.”

“I don’t want to put you in a cage.”

“What do you want from me, then?”

He doesn’t answer for a couple of beats. “I want you to stay.”

Something in his tone makes my heart skip a beat. I don’t say it out loud, but I want to stay too, and not only because I’m tired of running. I want to stay because of him.

ChapterTwenty-Five

Nicola/Isabelle

An elbowagainst my ribs wakes me from sleep and I yelp, rolling away from the intruder and ending up on the floor. My heart is about to burst out of my chest as adrenaline kicks in.

Jason’s sleepy face appears above me. “Are you okay?”

My heart is thumping too fast, and it hurts. I press a hand between my breasts as I try catch my breath. “You scared me.”

The corners of his lips twitch upward. “You fell off the bed because of me?”

I get back to my feet, realizing I’m naked when his gaze drops to my boobs. I cover them with my arms. “I wasn’t expecting anyone in my bed.”

“You forgot that I spent the night? I’m wounded.” He smiles.

Resting my head in my hand, I breathe out. “There’s been a lot to process. But why did you stay?”

He turns serious then, furrowing his brows. “Because I wanted to. Are you going to question every decision I make in relation to you now?”

“No. Only the ones that are sus.”

His eyebrows shoot to the heavens. “How is me spending the night suspicious?”

When I don’t reply, he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close, then kisses my belly. “What guy in their right mind would pass up the chance to wake up next to you?”

I push him back and step away from his embrace. “Yeah, I forgot for a moment that guys have one-track minds.”

He smirks. “Speaking of which…” He pauses and points at his erection. “Any chance you wanna take care of this?”

The fact he’s asking and not demanding that I blow him is enough to make my head spin. I watch him closely. “What are you plotting now, Jason?”

He stands in a huff. “Jeez, if you’re not in the mood for a quickie, you just have to say so.”

My jaw drops to the floor as I watch him veer for my bathroom and close the door. Who is this guy, and what has he done with Jason? Maybe his system is still overloaded with all the baggage I dumped on him last night.

I can’t believe I was able to tell the whole story without crumbling to bits. I was close to having a nervous breakdown, but he helped me through it all. It’s insane that my bully would be the one person I’d be able to tell about my darkest hour without losing my shit.

The toilet flushes, and a second later, Jason walks out.

“You’re still naked. Does that mean you’ve changed your mind about sexy times?”

Sex with Jason is always a good idea, but once I glance at the time, I know we’ve run out of it. “We have ten minutes to get ready. I don’t want to be late.”

An emotion flashes in his eyes. “Does that mean you’re staying?”

I never said I’d leave Triton Cove, but I suppose after learning about Juan, Jason concluding that I’d pack and go isn’t illogical.

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