One Night: Sensual Bargains: Nine Months to Redeem Him / A Deal with Benefits / After Hours with Her Ex. Jennie Lucas

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One Night: Sensual Bargains: Nine Months to Redeem Him / A Deal with Benefits / After Hours with Her Ex - Jennie  Lucas


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is exactly why I usually end love affairs after a few weeks. Before all the lies can start!”

      I stopped, feeling sick and dizzy. “You’re threatening to break up with me? Just because I didn’t go to auditions?”

      “Because you lied to my face about it,” he said in a low voice, his eyes shooting sparks of blue fire. “I don’t give a damn what you do. If you don’t want to act, be a ditchdigger, child minder, work in a shop. Stay at home and do nothing for all I care. Just be honest about it.”

      “Auditioning is so hard,” I choked out. I knew I wasn’t doing myself any favors trying to explain but I couldn’t help it. “Facing brutal rejection, day after day. I have no friends here. No connections.”

      His eyes narrowed as he stared at me. “You wish you were back in L.A. Is that what you’re saying?”

      His expression looked so strange, I hardly knew what to say. “Yes. I mean, no....”

      Beneath the gilded chandeliers of the ballroom, Edward’s expression hardened. So did his voice. “If you want to go, then go.”

      I shriveled up inside.

      Turning, he left the coat room, leaving me to trail behind him.

      “Edward!” I heard a throaty coo, and looking up, I saw Victoria St. Cyr coming toward us. “And Diana. What a pleasant surprise.” Insultingly, she looked me up and down, and my cheeks went hot. My cocktail dress that had seemed so daring and sexy suddenly felt like layers of tacky trash bags twisted tightly around my zaftig body, especially compared to the elegantly draped gray dress over her severely thin frame. She bared her teeth into a smile. “How very...charming that you’re still with us. And surprising.”

      Things only went downhill from there.

      I did not fit into Edward’s world. I felt insecure and out of place. Clutching his arm, I clung to him pathetically as he walked through the party. Even as he drank short glasses of port with the other men, and traded verbal barbs with his cousin, I tried to be part of the conversation, to act as if I belonged. To act as if my heart weren’t breaking.

      And Edward acted as if I weren’t there, holding his arm tightly. Finally, my pride couldn’t take it.

      “Excuse me,” I murmured, forcing my hands off his arm. “I need a drink.”

      “I’ll get it for you,” Edward said politely, as if I were a stranger, some old lady on the subway.

      “No.” I held up my hand. “I, um, see someone I need to talk to. Excuse me.”

      Was that relief I saw in his eyes as I walked away?

      Awkwardly, I glanced toward Victoria St. Cyr and her friends standing by the dance floor. Turning the other way, I headed toward the buffet table. At least here I knew what to do. Grabbing a plate, I helped myself to crackers, bread, cheese—anything that promised to settle this sick feeling in my belly.

      Was there any point in telling Edward I was pregnant, when it was clear he was already thinking up excuses to end our relationship?

      “It won’t last.”

      Victoria stood behind me, with two of her friends.

      I stared at her. “Excuse me?”

      “Don’t mind her,” one of the friends said. “She’s not used to seeing Edward with a girlfriend.”

      Girlfriend made it sound like we were exclusive. Which we weren’t. Well, obviously I was not dating anyone else. Was he?

      My breath caught in my throat as I suddenly looked at all his late nights in a brand new light. The nights he hadn’t even come home, when I’d assumed he was at work...could he have been with someone else? He’d never promised me fidelity, after all. I hadn’t received a single word of commitment or love. In fact, he’d promised me the opposite.

      “I wouldn’t say I’m his girlfriend,” I said thickly.

      Victoria pounced. “What are you then?”

      “His, um, physical therapist.”

      They all stared at me, then burst out laughing.

      “Oh, is that what they’re calling it now,” one said knowingly.

      “It’s true.” At least it used to be true. “Edward was in a car accident in September...”

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