Page 18 of Casita Casanova
I’ve rendered women speechless before but I’ve never made them cry tears of joy. This is a new high for me.
“Lex?”
She sniffles, then stands up quickly, pinning me with a look that would scare the piss out of mortal men.
Ruh roh.
“You fucking asshole.”
My eyebrows fly up my forehead. “I’m sorry?”
She swipes at her cheeks. “Yeah. You are.Sorry. A sorry excuse.”
Frowning, I raise my hands in surrender. What crawled up her butt and died? “I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean, but—”
She snorts angrily. “In all theyearswe’ve been seeing each other, that’s the first time you made me feel like a fucking whore, Ridge Westcott.”
I drop my hands to my sides.Shit. “What…?”
“What?” she mocks. “God, you’re sodense. All this time, I thought—” She slams her mouth shut, lips in a firm line. Shaking her head, Alexis retrieves her pants from the floor and pulls them on without underwear, then tugs her socks and shoes on hastily.
Ah, fuck. Here we go. “You thought what, Lex?” I brace myself for what I’m about to hear. Confirmation that I’ve let this thing go on too damn long and now she’s hooked. I should have known not to repeat offend.
Her lips tremble, but she doesn’t speak. She doesn’t need to.
“You know better, Alexis.” I walk to the fridge and retrieve a bottle of water. “That’s on you, not me.” I gulp it down, then turn around.
Tears are pouring from her eyes. Literally fucking pouring.
Well, this is awkward.
“I did it for you, you know.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Did what for me?”
Her jaw tightens and her eyes flip a switch from sad to ragey.
Ah shit.Wrong response.
“The vaginal rejuvenation, you ass shovel!”
Ass shovel?
Wait. Why would she do that for me? I never complained about her pussy. “Um…”
“Just fuck off, Ridge.” She stands and starts to head for the door.
I point to her panties on the floor. “You forgot your underwear—”
She picks them up and whips them at my face. “Keep ‘em! That’s all you’ll ever see of me again.”
She storms out and slams the door to my penthouse with a loudbangthat echoes through the large, open space.
Yikes. Maybe she’s about to get her period. Whatever. She’ll cool off. I’ll be in California for the next four to six months anyway. Lex will return to her normal self by the time I get back, and she’ll be missing me and begging for my cock like usual.
Chapter Six
Maryn
