Amelia felt like she couldn't breathe for a moment — Simon's words cut deep.
Just because James had steadied her for a second, that made her dirty?
She shot him a look. "Then what about all the times Vivian had her arms all over you? That must be ten times worse."
Simon stood there, casually letting out a chuckle.
"Miss Clarke, maybe you've forgotten who's footing the bill here? If you had the means to be my sponsor, sure — I'd stay clear of all the other women."
The fight in her fizzled out instantly.
Right. Who was she to make demands?
She'd actually forgotten — this wasn't a relationship of equals.
"Just leave. I need to shower."
Simon gave her a glance, eyes lingering on her pale, bloodless face. "Can you manage?"
"I'll be fine."
He shrugged like it d
