Chapter 13
Roxy hugged her knees, chin on top, and let the warm water fill the tub around her. Tears ran unchecked down her face, and she hated to admit this rejection hurt worse than any other before. Not because she hadn’t expected him to say no. She would’ve been completely shocked, and ecstatic, if things had progressed to actual penetration. But difficult as it was to admit to herself, she’d wanted it to be him. Something deep inside her said she’d needed it to be him.
Though she felt stone-cold sober now, maybe it was just the whisky in control of the direction her mind had taken, but her previously unbreakable heart felt decidedly cracked all of a sudden. Despite her resolve to never take anything personally, the fact she was falling for the big jerk threw that completely out the
