Chapter 21
What do I do now? Should I burn the letter as Jeremy had planned but for whatever reason never had? Should I tell James?
He deserved to know, but how was he going to feel about me afterward?
No. I couldn’t tell him. He might forgive Jeremy, knowing what had gone on, but how could he forgive me? He knew my bloody reputation, and he’d think his lover had been nothing more than a notch on my bedpost. He’d never believe I would have been willing to give up all the men and women I’d had in my bed for the sad-eyed bloke.
Just as I was willing to do that now for James.
I had to leave—that was all there was to it. If I left now, did this on my own, I could always pretend that he would have kept me.
I’d have to think of some c**k and bull story to tell James, one that skirted the t
