Page 105 of Returning Your Love
I clutched the steering wheel, my focus on bar’s door.
“Hey.” Chaz ran his hand up my thigh. “You’re tense as fuck.” He grabbed my junk, and I grunted, swelling automatically from his touch. “There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Jimmy’s an escort,” I stated bluntly. Might as well get this shit over with.
“And?”
I glanced over at Chaz to find his gaze as open and accepting as always. “I, uh…didn’t sleep with him.”
Chaz laughed. “He’s more your dad’s type than yours.”
“Shit.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “Can we please not talk about that?”
“So, I’m guessing you know this because you hooked up while in college with that co-worker Jimmy claims I’m a dead ringer for.”
My eyelids slid shut, and even though his didn’t sound like he cared all that much, I braced myself. “Yeah, but that’s not all.” I inhaled, holding it until my lungs burned. “I started up an OnlyFans to be able to afford the escort because there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to live out the fantasy of being with you.”
“Was this Zack guy a good replacement?” Chaz’s voice hinted at teasing.
I snorted. “Before having a taste of the real you, yeah. Now?” I shook my head, finally meeting my man’s gaze.
He still smirked, completely unaffected by what I’d told him.
The tension left my shoulders, and I slumped into the driver’s seat. “Nothing could compare to the man I love,” I promised him.
Overwhelming love poured from Chaz’s eyes as they stayed latched on mine. “Take me home, Jamie. In case you’ve forgotten, we’ve got some celebrating to do.”
Never had I ever started up a vehicle and pulled out of a parking lot so fast.
That ring burned a hole in my pocket, but first things first.
I had a man to love on and show yet again he was worth all the stars in my night sky.
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