Page 31 of Forsaken Vows

I didn’t respond.

“And you didn’t answer when I called you,” he added, his tone tight now.

“I didn’t feel like it,” I said, still not looking at him.

There was a pause, like he didn’t know what to do with that.

Then he laughed. “You’re mad again because you’re not getting your way. You can’t want a baby that badly.”

I stood and looked up at him, finally meeting his eyes.

“No. I don’t even want your baby anymore.”

His whole face changed.

He stepped toward me, grabbed my arm, digging his nails in..

I tensed for a second.

“What does that even mean?” he asked, voice rising. His face was red—even the tips of his ears. He understood my tone. And if he didn’t, I wasn’t going to explain it.

“Nothing,” I muttered, shaking him off. “I don’t feel well. I’m going to lie down.”

His voice followed me as I walked away. “My parents are coming to visit tomorrow.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to sayfuck him and his parents.

But I’d promised Sam.

And suddenly, I was mad athim, too. He asked me to stay in this situation to benefit him—and he hadn’t even called me all day.

I didn’t say anything to Mark. Just clenched my teeth.

I headed straight for the guest room and closed the door with a quiet click when what I wanted to do was slam it so hard the hinges cracked.

But I didn’t want to give him that. The satisfaction of thinking I was mad about his fucking baby.

I didn’t even know why I thought it would be a good idea to have children with him—just for him to neglect.

Once inside, I finally let go—threw the decorative pillows off the bed, kicked off my shoes, screamed into a pillow. Beat the mattress.

Then I lay down in the dark, staring at the ceiling.

When I finally closed my eyes, he popped into my head again.

Sam.

His mouth on my neck. His fingers trailing down my spine.

I could feel the slow rotation of his hips…

His voice, low and rough in my ear, talking me through it—“Cum for me. Gimme what’s mine…”

I let my hand drift down my body. Slowly.

I was sure I was making myself worse.

But I didn’t stop.

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