Page 12 of Undefeated Love
He seemed to think about that for a second. “There was a change in the schedule.” He continued into the bathroom. She watched that fine ass of his as he turned on the shower.
As she sat in the bed they’d made love in dozens of times before, she realized that what they just did was nothing but sex. True, she needed the sex also, but this time was different. He hadn’t invited her into the shower like he normally did. There was no playfulness. They hadn’t talked much at all before or during sex, which was very unusual. He’d normally tell her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
He never told her that he loved her. Not once.
Babe. That’s what he’d called her. Not one single time had he called her by name.
Basically, she’d just been fucked.
She got out of bed and threw on her robe. Like him, she had a closet in every penthouse at each Guardian Security center. Just as she was about to storm into the bathroom and give Alex a piece of her mind, the doorbell rang. She looked through the peephole and recognized Colt, the new assistant manager, so she opened the door.
“Here’s Alex’s tuxedo for tonight.” He handed her a suit bag with a well-known designer’s label on it. “Tell him that JJ is expecting him and the limo at five o’clock. José will be his driver and Menudo will be JJ’s bodyguard. Both men understand there will be multiple parties after the premiere and that they’ll likely be out all night.”
“Isn’t Alex her bodyguard tonight?”
The assistant manager gave her a quizzical look then scanned her body up and down. He couldn’t miss the fact that she was wearing nothing but a robe. Hesitantly, he answered, “No, ma’am. He’s JJ’s date.” Quickly excusing himself, he didn’t bother taking the elevator down but chose the steps.
Katlin hung the tuxedo in the dressing area of the huge walk-in closet that she’d always considered theirs. They both had multiple changes of clothes in every style from the Guardian uniform of khaki slacks and polo shirts to formalwear and clubbing attire. She glanced over to where his formalwear hung. He had at least three custom tailored tuxedos that hid the dual guns he preferred to carry.
She sat on the small, padded bench and ran a search on her phone. The premiere of the film that JJ starred in, the one Alex helped with the fight scenes, was that night.
Already pissed at his abrupt attempt at lovemaking, Katlin reached a new level of angry. She’d hit enraged.
Alex had chosen JJ over her.
He hadn’t exactly lied to her, but he wasn’t open with her. He’d told her he had a commitment, right after fucking her, but he’d never said it was a date with JJ.
Katlin looked up and saw a note attached inside the tuxedo bag.
Darling Alex, I can’t wait to see you in this gorgeous tuxedo tonight. I know you’ll be as anxious to get out of it in the early hours of tomorrow as I will be to take off my dress. I’ll see you at five. Love you always, and most definitely tonight. JJ
As she stared at the note, Katlin’s stomach flipped over. She swallowed hard, refusing to be sick again. She dashed to her bag and grabbed the pills that she was to take whenever nausea hit her. She swallowed them dry, fearing that even a sip of water might make her throw up.
She abruptly understood everything from Alex’s cold reception of her sudden appearance to his refusal to call her by her name.
While she’d been gone, eliminating another sick bastard from the world, he’d been seeing JJ. Probably every day on the set and possibly every night. In his bed.
Everything she thought they’d been building was a lie. He didn’t love her. If he truly did, he would have told her so within the hour she’d been there. She had given him her heart, and just like Ty, he had broken it.
His quick exit into the bathroom, to shower off her essence and prepare for his date with JJ, made perfect sense. Maybe that was his one last fuck goodbye. He was done with her.
He’d found another woman, one who didn’t take off at a moment’s notice. She’d bet JJ would be able to tell Alex when and where she was going…and exactly when she’d be back. Into his arms. Into his bed.
He was going to go out with JJ tonight rather than be with her.
Alex was going to break up with her. That was the most logical conclusion.
Katlin had to protect herself. She couldn’t stay there any longer.
She took the pain of his infidelity and transformed it into fury.
Fueled by anger, as much at herself as at Alex, she stomped into the large bathroom. “I am not a warm body with orifices for you to stick your dick into. I am not here to be fucked. What we just did was not making love.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, babe?” Alex yelled from the steamy shower.
“Babe?” she seethed. “My name is Katlin. I have allowed you for years to call me Kat. But that ends now. Babe is for men who can’t remember the name of the woman they’re fucking. Is that all I am to you now? Nothing more than a fuck-buddy who shows up every few months? I am not something you own. You didn’t buy me with this ring.” She held up her left hand with the custom-made engagement set. “This ring is supposed to be a symbol of promises. Promises you have broken.” Katlin turned and walked out of the bathroom.
