I shouldn’t have let him into my house. I should still be so f*****g pissed at Jack for all the lies he's told, but when I saw him standing on my doorstep with a slit lip and a swollen eye, I couldn’t bring the anger to the surface. All I felt was concern.
Being alone in the bathroom with him brought back the tension from when he had me pinned against the wall. My body heated up, and I wanted to kiss him—until I caught a whiff of the women's perfume on him. It was the first time I had really noticed it, and I knew it didn't come from Jackie because I could smell her fragrance when we were sitting together at the table. She smelled fruity, it was Dolce & Gabbana. This was like daisies.
He must have a girlfriend, and that’s where he was before he came here; so he did have a place to go—ano
