Page 95 of Bourbon Sins
“Thank you,” she replied, keeping her gaze straight ahead.
“Do you have something to say to me?” I asked, like always.
She nodded and met my eyes. “What are you doing Jett? You don’t want me up here, I’m not the one you want, the one you need.”
Hell.
Even though her comment practically knocked the wind out of me, I kept my composure.
“Funny Pepper, I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”
“You should have seen the look on her face, Jett. She was devastated.”
“She knows the rules,” I gritted out.
“Yeah, but do you? You led her on yesterday. What was she supposed to—”
“Enough,” I cut her off, as I ran my hands through my hair and paced the length of the room. “I don’t want to fucking hear this. Now, are you going to submit or not?” I was losing my cool and fast.
Pepper was silent for a moment as she waited for me to stop pacing and look up at her. I caught my appearance in one of the mirrors on the back wall and was disgusted with myself. My clothes were disheveled, my hair was a mess, and my eyes were hollow.
“Do you want me to submit?”
No, I thought as I took in her body, but my mind was telling me I had to say yes. I had to take Pepper in order to get the thought of Goldie out of my head, even though deep down, all I wanted to do was go to her bedroom, wrap my arms around her and kiss her head until she fell asleep. Fucking maneater.
“Yes,” I said hoarsely, as I looked down at the ground.
I felt Pepper walk up to me and lift my head to look her in the eyes.
“I don’t believe you, and I refuse to submit to you when your mind is on someone else. I don’t need this room Jett, but Goldie does. She needs you, more than you will ever know.”
“I can’t give her what she wants . . . ever.”
Pepper shrugged her shoulders. “That’s not my problem.” She grabbed her robe, wrapped it around her body and walked out of the Bourbon Room, leaving me frustrated, anxious, and beyond confused.
I couldn’t give Goldie what she wanted, as if I actually knew what she wanted. For a brief moment last night, I caught a glimpse of her yearning for something more, but she tamped it down quickly before I could fully freak the fuck out.
I hated to admit it but Kace warned me, the arrogant fuck. He told me Goldie wasn’t like Pepper and Babs and, fuck, was he right. Pepper and Babs lacked the emotional connection that normal women usually carried around when it came to sex. I hoped that Goldie was the same way, but by the way she looked at me last night and from what Pepper just told me, she was not lacking in emotional attachment at all. She had a full dose of it.
Fuck. I ran my hands through my unruly hair and tried to comprehend how to handle the situation I was in. By no means did I want Goldie to leave. No, I wanted her to stay more than anything, but how did I keep my distance? Especially when she was creeping slowly but surely under my skin.
My phone beeped as I walked back to my office, irritated and ready to plow my fist through a wall. I took a look at my phone and read the text message that came in.
Rex Titan: Better get ready to lose everything . . . once again. You thought you could take her away from me, but little do you know, she has always belonged to me, just like Natasha.
How did he know it was Goldie? That was my first fucking question. Was she in contact with him while she lived under my roof? The thought of Goldie still being connected to Rex while sleeping with me had my pulse skyrocketing. Furious, irate, violent weren’t even good enough words to describe the way I was feeling.
I started typing out a response to the bastard, but then stopped myself. That was exactly what Rex wanted, for me to fly off the deep end. I had to make it seem like I didn’t care, even though there was a burning need running through me to take the man out. My phone beeped again.
Rex Titan: Oh, and don’t bother with Lot 17, your dad and I have it covered. Not only will you lose Goldie, but you will lose your property as well.
I clenched my teeth as I refrained from tossing another piece of furniture across my room. Instead of responding, I put my phone down and headed for my shower. I needed to step away, take a deep breath, and figure out how the hell I was going to fix the cluster fuck that my life had turned into ever since Goldie entered it.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
“Somebody That I Used to Know”
GOLDIE / LO
