Page 3 of Challenging Jayce

"And I have no idea who the hell you are." Jayce sounded as gruff as he looked. "Where's Shaun?"

Wow. Such a pleasant man. Maybe she could understand why Jasmine left his ass. She was getting ready to tell him where he could shove his attitude but Shaun beat her to it.

"Watch how you speak to my sister, Jayce."

"Sister? And here I thought you were quick to have someone new in your bed."

Kennedy had a powerful urge to slap the shit out of Jayce, but Shaun had his arm around her middle and was hauling her off before she could make her move.

"Let me go!" She beat on her brother's arm but it did no good. "He can't get away with talking to you like that."

Shaun grunted the more she struggled. "He can because until he knows the truth, I'm the enemy."

"I doubt even knowing the truth will make me stop believing you're the asshole in this situation."

She wanted to scream that he had no idea what he was talking about, but she promised Shaun she would keep her mouth shut. He wanted to be the one to tell Jayce everything that happened fifteen years ago. But if Jayce continued to talk shit about her brother, she was going to be breaking some promises. Or maybe some noses. She would decide when the time came.

"How about you shut your mouth and listen for once?" she snapped.

"For once?" She could envision his eyebrow popping up if it wasn't covered by his hat. "You haven't known me long enough to make that assumption."

"And I don't want to know you, with an attitude like that."

It was a partial lie. Her brain, and her heart, might not want to know him, but her body certainly did. Even with her brother in the room, it didn't matter. He was lighting her nether region on fire and not just because he frustrated her.

She wished that were the reason. Then she wouldn't feel so guilty.

"The feeling is mutual," he deadpanned.

It was even more annoying to know that the sexual attraction was one-sided. She was beyond flustered, but Jayce was as cool as a cucumber.

The bastard.

"I'm only here to figure out what the truth is. Or if this is just more of Jasmine’s lies."

"They aren't lies," she snapped, even if she wished more than anything they were. Her heart shattered when Shaun shared the news, and then again when the DNA test proved what Jasmine said was true.

"We'll see."

CHAPTER3

Jayce didn't wantto be here. And furthermore, he didn't want to like how good Shaun's sister looked. He hated the man and by default hated his sister, no matter how sexy her ass looked in those tight jeans.

"Yeah, you will,” Kennedy snarked. “You'll be eating your words soon enough."

The little spitfire's challenge made him rock hard. Thankfully Shaun chose that moment to spin her around so the two of them could argue in hushed whispers while he discreetly adjusted himself. It was best she didn't know the effect she had on him.

"Let me go grab the letter. I'll be right back. Kennedy, you're with me," Shaun snapped out. It was probably best he put some distance between the two of them. There was no telling what would happen if Jayce was left alone with her, for even a second.

It had been years since a woman so much as made his cock stir, let alone interested him. Sex was merely a tool when his hand no longer did the job, a way to release the pent-up frustration before it became a problem he couldn't handle.

Now that he thought about it, he was probably past that point and needed to find a release soon so he didn't do something stupid.

Jayce looked around the middle-class house. It was two stories. If he had to guess, it had three to four bedrooms upstairs with a kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom downstairs. Maybe even a small office or sitting room in one corner.

He hadn't made it past the front entryway and he didn't want to. If it were up to him, he would be leaving within ten minutes.

"Here you go." Shaun thrust a crumpled piece of paper in his direction.

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