I turned and walked downstairs, shoving my way into the kitchen, which I discovered I had to myself. Just about to pop a bagel into the toaster oven, my cell started to ring.

My cell was in my back pocket so juggling the bagel, I reached back to retrieve it, and noticed Lewis was the caller, Mia’s father. What the hell did he want?

“Morning Lewis,” I said and tried to inflict anything, but pissed off into my voice.

While I listened to him going on and on about some charity event Saturday night, I finally managed to slice the bagel and popped it into the toaster.

Shit, he was waiting for an answer. “Ah, sorry could you just repeat the last bit? My cell slipped.” Okay, one small lie.

After he’d repeated his question, I wished he hadn’t. “Sorry Lewis, I have another commitment Saturday night, so Mia will have to go with someone else.” I cringed inside as soon as the words left my mouth.

Lewis pointed out that Mia was my fiancée and it would look strange if someone else accompanied her. It sure as hell wasn’t going to be me.

“I’m sorry Lewis, but you and my father are always telling me how important it is to have a good reputation, which I guess means not letting anyone down. So, I’m afraid I won’t be able to attend. I’m sorry, but I need to go.” I removed my cell from my ear and slipped it back into my pocket, removed the bagel from the toaster oven and started to slather butter all over it.

“Jack.”

Fuck, my father. That was quick!

I turned to face him. No doubt Lewis had been in touch with him as soon as I ended his call to complain about my refusal to fall into his plans for Saturday night.

“What is so important that you can’t take your fiancée to the charity event?” His voice had risen by the time he’d finished.

“I have something else planned.” I refused to meet his eyes. I knew what I would see anyway – disappointment.

“What?”

“I’m twenty-five; I don’t have to give you my schedule.”

He slammed his fist onto the countertop. “As long as you live in this house, you do!” he shouted.

Fuck, I’d only come home last night as well. The morning had started amazingly with the hottest girl I’d ever seen and turned into a fuckin’ nightmare. “Tell me to move out and I will. Hell, most of my things are already at Donovan’s anyway.” I faced my father.

He was momentarily startled, because it was rare for me to answer back. Normally I would do anything to keep the peace, but not anymore.

“You’d move out, throw the chance to be married to the loveliest young girl in town, not to mention your dream of becoming a lawyer, all because you don’t want me to know what you have planned for Saturday night?” Thalia was the loveliest – inside and out.

“Yeah, I’d move out before I had to give anyone my schedule.” I carried on eating my bagel even though the

pieces kept getting stuck on the way down, but I refused to let my father know how he affected me.

“Are you fucking another woman?” He spat it out, distaste clear on his face.

Frozen with the bagel half way to my mouth, I told him, quietly, “There hasn’t been anyone, including Mia, since I got dumped with her.”

He took a step back at the anger he could probably see on my face. I needed to leave before I did something I’d regret.

I pulled an insulated cup down from the cupboard, poured my coffee into it and left through the back door without glancing in my father’s direction.

Chapter 26

Thalia

I paused at the kitchen door at the sound of raised voices. Jack and his father.

Not knowing what to do, I took a couple of steps back, intending to go up to my room, only to pause, when I heard his father shout ‘are you fucking another woman’. I wanted to hear his response and couldn’t believe it when I did. If I heard right, Jack just admitted to not having sex since he’d become engaged to Mia. Wow. Well at least it proved he honored his commitments.

He’d wanted me upstairs, and yes I’d wanted him. Having his hands and mouth on me had me ready to combust, and I still wanted him. He’d turned me inside out with just one look. He’d loved my strawberry tattoo, which made me wonder what he would do when he saw the one on my right hip or the other two. Yeah, I had a tattoo fetish, but in places that my parents would never get to see, unless I had my bikini on and then only the ones on my belly and hip would be visible.

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