Page 85 of Unravelling The Hitman: A BWWM Romance

“Then answer,” I challenged. “If you’re so innocent, there’s nothing to hide. I’m sure Rhia has a perfectly valid reason to call. Maybe she’s hurt or something.” I didn’t know if I was trying to convince him or myself.

“I doubt it.”

“How are you so sure?”

He said nothing.

I found myself hating his reticence to an insane degree.

So quickly love burned and twisted into hate.

I hated him for making me the shrieking, insecure woman.

I had no right to be this invested. Deacon and I had no commitment, no understanding. Tonight, I’d become a pair of spread legs in which he could sate his needs and, the rest of the time, I took care of his son.

Still, I demanded, as if I had the right. “Who is she, Deacon?”

“She’s a colleague.” His gaze drifted.

“Ah. A colleague.” My heart dropped to my toes. “Do you usually meet your colleagues in your hotel room?”

More buzzing.

I ran a hand through my crazy hair and yelled, “Answer the damn phone!”

“Wait.” Deacon slid out of bed and stood beside me.

I stiffened at his nearness, hating myself for finding him attractive even now.

“I’ll leave. You stay here.” He picked up his clothes and left with his phone, closing the door securely behind him.

I yanked the pillows and tossed it at the door. One after another. They sank like rocks. Littered the floor. Did no damage to the man who’d taken a knife to my heart and caused so much pain.

It was my fault.

My choice.

I’d allowed myself to be fooled.

Naïve. Stupid.

I threw myself in the bed where Deacon’s warmth still lingered and cried myself to sleep.

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Angel’s muted sobs tore my heart out from my chest.

My phone rang.

Rhia’s name appeared on the screen.

If she were in front of me now, I would slash her throat.

Not because of her threats or her manipulation, but because she had caused my Angel misery. And so had I, by default.

I should have made my intentions clear from the start. Should have assured Angel of my love for her so there was not a doubt in her mind and no room for jealousy.

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