Page 2 of Bourbon Kingdom
What stupid thoughts, I chastised myself, as I sat next to Rex on his couch. I needed to clear my head; it was show time.
“What happened, Kitten? Why am I so lucky to have you sitting next to me?”
Here goes nothing . . .
“I feel so stupid, Rex.”
“Why?”
“You know Jett Colby, right?” Have to make it seem like I know nothing.
“Yes, we have a history.”
“Oh, that’s right. You’re a part of his club.”
“I was, but I’ve recently reneged on my membership. I found that ever since a certain little honey-haired girl was no longer performing, my need for membership was useless.”
“Oh, so you know I’m no longer a Jett Girl?”
“I gathered that from the fact that you’re here with me, and since I didn’t see you there the other night.”
“Were you looking for me?”
“I was, Kitten.”
“Why?” I asked, slightly curious.
“We’ll get to that. Please, continue with your story.”
“Okay,” I felt my shield flair up. I didn’t like the ease in his voice, like he’d been expecting me all along. I didn’t feel like I had the upper hand at the moment. “This is so embarrassing,” I shook my head and buried it in my hands.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Kitten. You can talk to me.”
Bah! More like I could talk to his dick.
Brushing my hair out of my face, I looked up at Rex and said, “I fell for him, Rex. Even though he told me not to, even though I signed a contract with specific guidelines, I still fell for him. I had hope when he started taking me to events with him, ushering me around on his arm like he was proud of me, but he was just using me.”
“Using you?” Rex asked, as he maintained a respectable distance from me, but still showed concern. What was this mother fucker up to?
I nodded to confirm his question and squeaked out a tear.
“He doesn’t care about me. He said he was using me to distract someone off of Lot 17. I have no clue what that is or who he’s talking about, but once he accomplished whatever goal he had, he let me go. Kicked me out.”
I watched Rex’s jaw work back and forth as he mulled over what I’d told him. Was he angry? He seemed angry, which wasn’t the Rex I knew. The Rex I knew didn’t really care about me as a person; he just cared about my body.
“That’s why you’re here?”
With shame, I hung my head and nodded. “I’m sorry, Rex. I had nowhere else to go. When I left Kitten’s Castle, I lost touch with everyone. The only person I could rely on is you. If you want me to leave, I can. I would understand.”
“No, please don’t,” he said with sincerity. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted you to come here. I think about it every day, how I wish I had come to you sooner, before you were sucked into the grasp of Jett Colby. He’s a terrible man, who uses women and throws them away when he’s done. I’m so sorry you had to go through that.”
Finally making a move, he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. Good thing too, because I was pretty sure my eyes were spitting fire. Jett was by far the most amazing man I had ever met, and he had a giant heart. He didn’t use people, he helped them, he helped them have a do-over in life, and I despised that Rex was talking so poorly about him, but to save my plan, I let the insults roll off me.
“Thank you,” I replied once I’d gathered myself. “I don’t know what to do. I’m at this crossroads in my life. When I was at the Lafayette Club, I had hope, I could see a future for myself, but now, I feel like I’ve gone back to square one but with no direction. I’m so confused, so lost.”
Rex tilted my chin up with his finger and forced me to look him in the eyes. He was a handsome man, no doubt about that. The deep brown of his eyes almost looked sinister to me now, and the strong features of his jaw showed that he wouldn’t be messed with. He was a powerful man, and I’d only realized it recently. I was taking a huge chance by fucking with him. I just hoped it didn’t blow up in my face.
“No need to feel confused, Kitten. Do you want to know the reason I went by the Lafayette Club the other day?”
