Page 16 of Lies You Told
“You're off the hook,” I hear Kate whisper to Mike as he wraps his arms around her.
“We’ll be around…” Mike says, pulling Kate with him. “Jacob, come and find us when you’re done.”
“Chloe…” Jax says. I look at his face.
“Follow me, you two. We’ll go to my office.”
We follow him. Jax guides me with his hand on my lower back. I don’t feel repulsed by his touch. It’s relaxing, actually. Jacob sits in the chair to the side, motioning us to sit on the couch. Jax holds my hand, guiding me down to my seat. It’s like he’s had a personality transplant or something.
“Okay, so on paper, you two, your kinks could not line up any more perfectly,” Jacob says. Usually, I like his blunt to the point nature. Not when it’s aimed at me, though. “Jax tells me you have a history.”
“Yeah, he spent more than a decade believing and spreading lies about me.”
I feel his body tense up next to me.
“What do you mean, lies?” Jax says, and for the first time in my life, I hear the confusion in his voice. I can’t look at him. I look down at my hands on my lap. “Lies, you know, things that aren’t true. In your line of work, Jaxson, I thought you’d know what a lie was.”
“What lies?” He asks, a hint of anger laced in his words. If I were to look at him right now, his jaw would be clenched. I can’t look at him. Not here. This is MINE! This is MY safe place.
My pussy likes that voice, though. It clenches, and it takes me a moment to understand why. It’s his fucking Dom voice. I discreetly move my hand to cover my nipples. “I didn’t sleep my way through law school.”
I guess he didn’t tell Jacob that one. Jacob moves his attention to Jaxson.
“Everyone said it.” Like that’s a fucking excuse. “Even…” he stops himself.
“Even who?” I ask. Now I give him my full attention.
“Well, Bl...”
I don’t let him finish. I'm too riled up and ready to stick up for myself for the first time in a long time. “Oh, the guy I broke up with because he didn’t like the fact I was smarter than him? Why do I think that’s not the first name that came into your head just then?”
“Chloe,” he groans. “If it wasn’t true, why didn’t you push back? You never once denied it.”
I see red! I stand and start pacing the room.
“Chloe,” he pauses. “What the fuck happened?” He grabs me by the shoulders, forcing me to stop pacing and look at him.
Now I really need a session.
“Chloe…” Jacob pulls me out of my own head.
“He raped me, and when I told Bl...” It's the first time in years I’ve been capable of starting this story. The tears still can’t come. I need the release. I’ve bottled stuff up for so long that it’s the only way I can feel anything.
It takes me a moment to realize Jaxson isn’t still in front of me. He’s sitting back down on the couch, his head in his hands. Like I’ve just changed his whole world. Welcome to the club!
“I need a session with Kieran now!” I say, pleading with Jacob.
“No, you don’t,” Jaxson says, looking at me. Tears in his eyes.
I stopped, shocked to see him so affected by my words. “If you think I’m going to letyoutouch one part of my body, you can think again.”
“Chloe, Kieran thinks…”
“I don’t care what Kieran thinks.” Well, I do, because he’s my friend. “Get Kate up here right now.”
Jacob walks over to his desk and presses some keys on his keyboard. Picking up the phone on his desk, he presses a button and then speaks to someone on the other end of the call. A couple of minutes later, she walks through the door.
She takes in the room. Jax on the couch, Jacob leaning against the desk, and me, pacing–again.
