“I don’t want you. I have everything standing right next to me that I could ever want. You’re just that irritating nail in my shoe that I can’t get rid of.” Jake delivers it with a sneer, but she doesn’t falter, just more bedroom eyes and lip licking.

“He did more than kiss me, Emma. He was unzipped and ready to go if only I’d stopped resisting. Pushed up against the wall in a dark smoky club. I bet you were the last thing on his mind, baby cakes.” She meets his eyes ...