“For what?” I asked but tilted my head to give him access to my neck as he leaned in.
“For you, Wrecking Ball.” His lips tickled over me. “I want to be destroyed, and you’re the woman to do it.”
“Jay, this probably isn’t a good—”
My phone went off and we both jumped at the sound. Everything in me tensed. The safe place we’d created in this bedroom was gone with that sound.
I shook my head as Jay started to say something. “Go to bed, Jay. We’ve had enough fun for the night.”
He snapped his mouth shut. His jaw ticked as we listened to the ring over and over again. “I’ll break that phone one day.”
“Not tonight.” I grabbed his arm and shoved him toward the door. He narrowed his eyes but let me steer him out.
After picking a few things out of my suitcase to wear to bed, I walked to the shower, trying my best to ignore the call. I jumped about a foot when the text message notification beeped. I don’t know why that sound brought tears to my eyes. Maybe I wanted to forget what I had back home, or maybe what I’d done with Jay finally brought it all to the surface.
I grabbed the phone to see a text from the man I didn’t want to hear from.
Dougie:I thought about you tonight.
Dougie:I thought about how good it was to have you home. And how you’re ruining everything.
Dougie:I want to show you how I’ve changed. You owe me that. Can’t you at least have the decency to let me show you? Or don’t you have the strength? I thought you could do it all, Mikka. Why can’t you do this?