I cross my arms over my chest. “Oh, yeah? Rhonda seems to think so.”
He runs a hand over his face. “She seems to think I’m an idiot, too. She heard about the will. About the inheritance. She wanted to cash in.”
I blink. “What?”
“The first but probably not the last of annoying people trying to use me for shit.” He pins me with his intense eyes. “Yes, I did sleep with her, Sadie. I admitted to that earlier.”
I blink. Listen.
“A one-night stand back in the winter. She consented and knew the score. That it wasn’t anything more than one time. Didn’t spend the night. Hell, I didn’t even know her last name. I still wouldn’t except she gave it to me in the text.”
“Just a release.” I roll my eyes.
I’m not really thrilled to know that Miles thinks so little of his bedmates, but it’s not wrong. I’ve had flings before–there was a time when I didn’t want a relationship, just some orgasms.
What I’m feeling is jealousy, plain and simple. Another woman got to sleep with him. To touch him. To know what it feels like to lie beneath him.
“Just a release,” he echoes.
His blue eyes sear into mine. I try to push down my jealousy. Rhonda is in New York—I think—and he clearly wants nothing to do with her.
“She said she was four months along. It’s been longer than that since we were together. So I told her I wanted a paternity test.”
“That didn’t go well, you telling her that?”
He shakes his head. “I’m not a mathematician, but clearly neither is she. The baby was probably made with a guy I employ.Usedto employ. My guess is they got it in their heads to get me to pay her off using the billion I’m going to inherit.”
“Is there actually a baby or did they only hatch a scheme?”
He shrugs those broad shoulders. “I have no idea. Don’t rightfully care.”
“I’m sorry.” I look to the floor and then back to Miles. “For more than you being used like that. I shouldn’t have run.”
I glance over my shoulder. Jake is still standing at the bar, chatting with a few people around him.
Miles shifts to look at him as well. “Right into another man’s arms.”
I see how it looks, how an alpha guy like him could be angry. Jealous. “Jake’s just a friend.”
Jake looks up and gives me a wink.
“You sure about that?” Miles asks.
A guy comes in the door, looks around, and spots Jake. Heads his way. Gives him a kiss.
“Pretty sure,” I reply.
Miles grins. “Yeah, I guess he’s not my competition.”
I shake my head and laugh.
“We’re a couple of hotheads, aren’t we?” Miles says.
I sigh. “Yes. I think we need to take some time to get to know each other.”
“All I have is time, sweetheart, but there’s some heavy shit that keeps getting in the way.” He reaches out and tucks my hair behind my ear.
I crave that touch, and I grasp his wrist and give it a squeeze. “Lots of heavy shit.”