Nemesis(26)

He smirks, because he and I both know the truth. His body can’t possibly get in any better shape.

“I think you need to work out a little more,” I continue. “May I suggest on top of me?”

He laughs and reaches his finger to my mouth, rubbing some chocolate from the side of my lips. He then sucks it in his mouth.

“How about I show you my bedroom? Then we can devise a workout plan.”

“I like this idea,” I say, getting up and moving to his lap. I give him a kiss and cup his cheek with my hand. “Thank you for dinner.”

“Thank you for pretending to like it.”

“I did like it.”

“You liked the cake.”

“I liked everything,” I say, kissing his strong jaw. “Just like I like everything about you.”

“Jacinta,” he growls in a low tone. “Better stop or we won’t make it to my bedroom.”

“That’s okay,” I whisper into his ear. “You don’t have a roommate to worry about, so we can f*ck anywhere you like.”

“And how do you know I don’t have a roommate?” he asks, turning to bury his face in my neck.

I still. “Do you?”

I mean, he could. For some reason though, I don’t think he does. He seems the type to enjoy his own space, like he mentioned before with the women.

“No,” he says, and I can feel him smile against my skin.

I roll my eyes then lift his head, cupping both cheeks in my hands, his nose almost touching mine. I kiss him softly before standing, taking his large hand into my smaller one. He stands, swoops me in his arms, and storms up the staircase, turning right and opening the first door we come across. He turns on the light, revealing a spacious room with a massive black bed. He lays me down on the bed then kneels before me, pulling off my sandals one by one. He lifts my dress, exposing my red lace panties, and slowly removes them too.

He then puts his mouth on me, and I stare at the ceiling wondering how the f*ck I got so lucky.





Chapter Fourteen


I have to do a double-take when I see none other than my ex-boyfriend Dan walk into the office. Does he need a lawyer? What did he do? Probably something creepy.

“Dan, what are you doing here?” I ask, trying to keep my tone even. My skin crawls at his close proximity. Once a man cheats on me, I cut them out. They are dead to me, they don’t exist. I said RIP to Dan a long time ago, and I don’t know why he keeps popping up in my life. He should remain in his coffin where he belongs.

“Jacinta,” he says, giving me a once-over. “I came here to see Cohen.”

My eyes narrow to slits. “Do you have an appointment?”

He should address Cohen as Mr. Lake, unless he knows him personally. Does he know him personally? That would be quite a coincidence, but then again, this city is a small one.

“No,” he replies, glancing at his watch. “Just tell him know that I’m here, please.”

Instead of picking up the phone, I walk to Cohen’s door and knock.

“Come in,” he calls out. I step inside, leaving the door open.

“How do you know Dan?” I ask him. “Dr. Gregory. He’s here, wanting to talk to you.”

Maybe Dan is his doctor? That would make sense.

Cohen closes the folder he was going through and stands up. “What? What is he doing here?”

Dan chooses that moment to walk in, and he closes the door behind him.

“Well, this is awkward,” I mutter, looking between the two men. I point to the door. “Um, I’m just going to go…”

“I told you to become friends with her, not f*cking take her for yourself,” Dan says to Cohen, brown eyes filled with fury.

“Wh-what?” I stutter, wondering if I heard right.

Dan asked Cohen to be friends with me? Why? How does that benefit him, exactly? And Cohen? What the f*ck… That’s why he suddenly wanted to be friends, and was even a little pushy about it?

Confused, I turn to Cohen and point again, this time at him. “You have two seconds to explain.”

“Dan and I know each other,” he starts, staring at Dan like he wants to kill him. “He found out you worked here too. Jacinta, please leave. Let me handle this.”

I’m not going anywhere.

“And he asked you to make friends with me?” I ask Cohen, then decide I’ll deal with him after I handle Dan. I spin to face my ex. “Why?”

“It doesn’t matter why,” he replies, infuriating me. “You should have kept your word, Cohen.”

“She doesn’t want you,” Cohen tells Dan, taking a step towards him. “I don’t know what you want me to do, Dan. Me being friends with her wasn’t going to bring her back to you.”

Dan punches his fist into the wall, making me jump. “I wanted inside information on her, who she was seeing, where she was going. Yet you end up f*cking her? I did you a favour, Cohen, and this is how you repay me?”

I grit my teeth, trying to piece it all together from the information that’s being thrown around, since no one will answer my damn questions.

Cohen looks at me. “Jacinta, please wait outside.”

“No,” I seethe, crossing my arm over my chest. He obviously wants me out of here for a reason, something he doesn’t want me to know. “This involves me, and I’m not going anywhere until we get to the bottom of this.”