Page 50 of The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée
"Can't do what, Sienna?" His voice dangerously soft.
He takes a step closer. Another. And I move back.
Till I touch the window sill. I'm standing exactly where he'd stood smoking the cigarette not more than an hour ago.
I put out both my hands, palms upwards, my face pleading for him to understand. I'm not sure what to tell him, except the feeling inside that it's not right. It's not time. Not yet.
What are you waiting for?
"Not now,” I say. "I don't want to sleep with you. Yet."
He stares at me as if I've gone completely crazy, and then lets out a short laugh. "Right, well you had me fooled there, especially given you invited me in—"
"I didn't," I say, shocked. "I didn't ask you to come."
His eyebrows twist, jaw hardening.
Forcing the words out, I say, "I didn't mean to, not really."
My voice fades as I realize he's right.
I'd told him I was going to shower, left the door open. Hadn't resisted him, not in those initial minutes when he'd taken me by surprise.
You'd enjoyed it, admit it.
More than enjoyed… I'd lost myself when he'd touched me. Forgotten who I was, who he was, why I was here. Nothing else had mattered. Except his touch, his feel, his breath on my lips.
An answering tug, in my belly and—
"No."
Jace looks like he's about to lose it, but then gets ahold of himself.
"You'd do well to remember to always start what you finished. Whether in life or in business."
He turns to leave when I stop him, "And what about Darren? Does he believe our story?"
"With what you did last night, stripping in front of everyone then going with Asher to his room? No, he doesn't."
I tremble at the unleashed violence in his voice.
If I thought his trying to make love to me meant he'd forgiven me, then I was mistaken.
"But," he continues, voice soft, dangerous. "With the sparks flying between us, perhaps we can convince him that this is real. If you want your money, you need to up your game, Sienna." He flings the last sentence over his shoulder as he walks toward his bedroom.
"The way you upped yours?" I sneer, but my voice trembles as I say it. The double meaning of my words are not lost on him.
"If you mean that little seduction scene in there? Yeah. Just making sure the chemistry between us is convincing for when we are seen together in public again."
He leaves, shattering my heart.
24
Jace
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Shedding the towel, Jace walks into the shower adjoining his own bedroom. Turning the temperature of the water to cold. All the way. The ice-cold needles tear into his skin, but he doesn’t notice.
