Page 76 of The Echo of Forever
A third call came through. Then a fourth.
By the fifth, I started to get irritated, not with her, but with the caller.
“Who you ignoring, my forever?” I asked, leaning against the door frame. “Want me to answer?”
She scoffed and cut her eyes at me. “So you can be messy? No, thank you.”
I laughed, knowing exactly who was blowing her up now. The fuck boy who thought she belonged to him took the bait.
On the tenth call, she finally hit the answer button, putting it on speaker.
“Jayden, do you want to die?” she asked coolly.
My smile stretched wider at her threat.
We can do that anytime, I mouthed.
“Where the fuck are you?” Jayden yelled, wiping the smile right off my face.
Just like that, shit wasn’t funny anymore. The way he spoke to her and women in general didn’t sit right.
“I’ve been calling, and you aren’t at home or your office. The guard buzzed you multiple times last night.”
Forever sat on the edge of the bed.
“You know the rules. We only meet when the occasion calls for it. Nothing is on my calendar, so say what you have to say.”
I moved closer.
“When are you handling that man from the gala?” Jayden asked, voice dripping with entitlement.
Forever’s eyes flicked up to meet mine, a suspicious look crossing her face. I kept my expression neutral, but inside I was smiling again.
“I’m sorry, do I answer to you?” she replied, eyes still on me.
“Is there something going on between the two of you?”
She huffed dramatically.
“Yeah, I let him stick his tongue down my throat last night, and I’m thinking about letting him eat my pussy right now,” she said, giving me the feeling she meant the last statement. “Anything else you’d like to know?”
I love you.
Jayden laughed on the other end, obviously not believing her. “You should handle that before shit gets messy, Forever. I don’t want any issues leading up to the ceremony.”
She rolled her eyes, looking bored by his threats. Meanwhile, my body had decided to take her suggestion seriously. I dropped to my knees in front of her and gently pushed her thighs apart.
Her eyes went soft as she watched me watch her.
“We aren’t getting married,” she told him, a little breathless as my fingers slid up her bare thighs. “Especially now that I know who took Jeremiah’s life. A deal is a deal, Jayden. Your mother will be seeing me soon. Don’t call me again.”
She hung up and tossed the phone onto the bed, her eyes locked with mine.
“You saw him, didn’t you?” she asked, tucking that bottom lip between her teeth.
I grinned up at her.
“Does it matter? You belong to me, not him.”
