Chapters (45)
- I know you'll never forgive me...
- Part One - Your Father
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Part Two - Your Mother
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- About the Author
He didn’t hide what he wanted, which I found strangely attractive.
“Why do you want me as a trophy, anyway?” I asked. “Does it turn you on when I say no? There are plenty of other women around here who are happy to get on their backs for you.”
“You’ve got something the other women don’t.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
Ajax appraised me from the other side of the sofa. “Honestly? I don’t know. But Ricky saw it, too. The first time he laid eyes on you, he told me he’d found a girl who was different from everybody else. This fierce little loner with the amazing dark eyes. I thought he was full of it, but then I saw you myself, and damned if he wasn’t right. I thought about going after you, too.”
“Except you were already married to Ruby.”
Ajax shrugged. “Yeah. There’s that.”
“I’m not special.”
“Oh, sure you are. I don’t even think you believe that yourself when you say it. You know you’re different.”
“I think you should go.”
“What, don’t you trust yourself around me?”
In fact, I didn’t entirely trust myself not to make a stupid mistake. I was curious, amused, appalled, but a little aroused, too. Ricky was right that I didn’t get that way often. It’s just who I am. Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to have sex with someone where it wasn’t about power and control. To meet and be physical with a genuinely good man, as if such a thing existed in this world. But one thing was certain. That wasn’t Ricky, and it wasn’t Ajax, either.
“I appreciate your dropping the complaint,” I said, “but you need to leave. I’m not mad, and I don’t mind anything you said. In fact, I appreciate that you were honest with me. But nothing’s going to happen between us. Not tonight. Not ever.”
He took my rejection gracefully. At least for the time being. I had no illusions that he’d suddenly become a Boy Scout around me. But when I got to my feet, he did, too, and he followed me to the front door without any advances. No hand on my ass. No kiss in the hallway.
“See you tomorrow,” Ajax said.
“Yeah. See you.”
I opened the door, and I screamed.
Someone stood on the porch right in front of me. In the darkness, I thought at first that it was Ricky, but in the next instant, I realized with a stab of relief that I was wrong.
It was Will Foltz. This big, strong teenage football player burst past me and into the house. Oddly, he was crying.
“I told you he didn’t do it!” Will screamed at me. “Jay didn’t do it! And now Darrell’s trying to arrest him!”
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Sixteen