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Worthless. That was what he was.
Jenny was five years older than him. The age difference hadn’t mattered. But add in a successful career, one that earned her a lot of money, way more than he’d ever earn in the army, and where did that leave him?
He’d never be the breadwinner. Never be able to take care of her. Not the way he wanted. Vince’s statement about Dare being Mr. Ford could be what everybody would think. Dare didn’t know if he could handle that.
A coldness seeped through him. He wanted to bolt, but he was stuck in bed. A sad realization made him feel empty, almost numb.
Did Jenny even need someone like him in her life?
No. The word resonated through him. She didn’t need him.
She clutched his arm. “Dare, please. I’m sorry—”
“Go back to your hotel, Jenny or Jenna. Whoever you are. It’s over.” Dare shrugged off her touch. It was over. He’d tried to have another relationship and failed. He was finished trying. “I want to be alone.”
Her lower lip quivered. “But—”
“Go.”
She walked to the end of the bed and then turned. Her eyes were cold, and her skin flushed. “Before I leave, there is one more thing I haven’t told you.”
Dare knew it. His jaw tensed. “What?”
“I told you about my fiancé, but I left something out. He didn’t only want me to pay part of his debt. He wanted me to cover the entire balance. I asked him to sign a prenuptial agreement, so I wouldn’t have to pay anything. It would have also made him give up any rights to my books. He wouldn’t sign, and he told me that the only reason he—or any man—would want to be with me was because of Jenna Ford. But you proved him wrong. You don’t want Jenna or Jenny.”
Before he could say anything, she hurried out of the room.
“Dude.” Vince shook his head. “I hope you know what you’re doing, because she’s pissed. I have a feeling she’s not coming back.”
“I told her to go. I meant it. I just want to be alone.”
And Dare did.
Except…he couldn’t explain why his stomach churned and he felt sick.
