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“You always do what you want, don’t you, Jet?”
“I do what I have to, Ava.”
His eyes travel down my body, making me shiver. And I hate him even more for it. It might have been a month, but the betrayal is still there, burning bright.
“You expect me not to look at you when you wear that?”
I smooth my hands over the green fabric. “It’s a dress, asshole. Never seen one before?”
His nostrils flare, his eyes holding mine as my hand skims over my hip, brushing over my bare skin… over smooth, round pearls.
“Fuck,” I breathe.
His eyes darken as his gaze tracks back to where my dress is cut just that tiny bit low enough to see the delicate pearl strand against my hip.
“I’m on my way to tear the damn thing off and throw it in the trash.”
His throat contracts as he lifts his eyes to mine. “You like it. Forget I sent it to you. Don’t be a brat, Ava.”
I choke out a muffled gasp.
“A brat?”
His jaw clenches as I storm closer, pointing my finger in his face.
“Excuse me if I don’t want to wear the same thing that you buy every woman you fuck.”
“I—”
“Shut up!”
He closes his sinfully perfect lips, his eyes narrowing.
“Don’t tell me you being here is a coincidence. That Francesca Callaghan modeling today isn’t the reason you’re here.”
“You don’t like that I’m here with Fran?”
My stomach drops.Fran.So fucking cozy.
“What I don’t like is being played.” I grab the pearl strand and curl my fingers around it.
“Ava, stop,” Jet growls, placing his hand over mine.
His skin burns against mine until I yank my arm so hard that his grasp is broken. Pearls fly onto the floor, rolling along until they come to a stop against his shoes. I grab the other side and break that too. All it takes is another couple of pulls in the right places and digging my nails through the sheer fabric before the entire thing falls away, disintegrating like I’d wish all the memories of him would. I pull the scrap of ruined fabric through the gap in my dress and shove it into his chest.
“Don’t ever talk to me again.”
“Ava,” he snaps.
I turn, desperate to get away from him.
“Ava!”
He spins me back around, pressing me up against the wall so hard that the air is knocked from my lungs. The shredded bodysuit is scrunched inside his white knuckled fist beside my head. Just like in the alleyway when I let him spank me.
“You took that so well.”
I’m never taking his bullshitagain.
