Page 47 of Bourbon Deceit
“No, it’s fucking not.” He gripped his hair and slouched against the wall until his butt hit the ground. I looked down at him and was introduced to a new man, a deflated man, a confused one, and my heart reached out to him.
Taking a chance, I sat down next to him and turned his head to face mine.
“This right here—” I pointed to us on the floor, “—this is okay. It’s okay for you to show me your weaknesses, to show my faults and your defects. That’s what makes you human, Jett. You know all about my downfalls in life and you don’t judge me for them.”
“I wouldn’t call trying to survive and provide for yourself after you lost everything a downfall,” he responded. “I would call that being a strong individual and not giving up.”
Well damn, he could make a girl blush.
“Still, though, Jett. I will never judge you . . .”
“You can’t say that until you know the whole story.”
“Then tell me,” I practically begged.
He shook his head, making my heart deflate on the spot.
“I just can’t. Not now.”
“What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I’m going to leave you?”
“Yes!” he shouted as he stood and started walking away, leaving me completely confused.
Shaking my head, I ran after him and grabbed his arm.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me,” I reprimanded. “You can’t walk away from me. Remember, no fucking games. If I can’t take off my necklace then you can’t walk away from me. If you don’t want to talk about it then fine, but do not disrespect me by walking away.”
Jett nodded his head, turned around, and pulled me into his chest once again.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered into my hair. “I’m so fucked up, Goldie.”
“It’s okay.” I rubbed his back. “Just know that I’m not going anywhere.”
He tilted my chin up and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Thank you.”
Still confused about everything that happened this morning, I held on to Jett in the dark hallway that led to Kace’s room. I don’t know how long we stood there but what I did know was I missed practice because as Jett escorted me upstairs, I heard the thump of the Toulouse Room music. I was going to have to make it up to the girls somehow, because even though I wanted more than anything to be with Jett, I still wanted to be a Jett Girl and that meant dedicating myself to the girls just as much as to Jett. I wasn’t about to give up my newfound life for a possible chance with a guy who was quickly stealing my heart.
Chapter Sixteen
“Find You”
JETT
“Come in,” I called out, after Jeremy’s peppy knock rang through my office.
“Hello, sir. How are you today?”
I looked up to find the man dressed in magenta manpris and an orange checkered shirt. He looked like a bucket of sherbet. I shook my head and went back to signing my contracts.
“Fine, and you Jeremy?”
“Good. Thank you for asking. I heard the event went well. I’m glad to hear it.”
“Who did you hear from?” I asked, curious to know who my assistant had been talking to.
He leaned forward as if he were going to divulge one of the biggest secrets of his life and rested his hands on my desk. I sat back in my chair and studied the excitement rolling off him.
“I joined this meet-up group in New Orleans—”
