He wiped my tears. “I should kick his ass for making you cry.”
I shook my head. “I chose this. It is my choice. I chose him. I can’t help what my heart feels.”
Marcus clinched his jaw and nodded before dropping his hands and stepping back as if I’d burned him. He was such a good guy. I hated that the truth hurt him so much.
I closed the gap he created and reached up to touch his face. “You’re special, too, and one day someone is going to steal your heart and become one lucky girl.” I dropped my hand and turned to walk away.
“But what if she already has, but her heart is taken?” he asked in a hoarse whisper.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and then turned to glare at him. “Then she isn’t the right one.”
He walked toward me in one long stride. “But what if she is wrong?” he asked, right before his mouth came down on mine.
I was stunned at first, and then I panicked. I couldn’t be doing this. I put both my hands against his chest and pushed him away before turning and running. I ran straight to my bike and peddled home as hard as I could.
The phone rang. I’d just reached my road and was out of breath from peddling so fast. I pulled over, sank down against a tree, and took a deep breath. I needed to answer this. I would talk to him about the actress when he got home, but I wasn’t going to jump to conclusions while he wasn’t here to defend himself. Even if the pictures were rather incriminating.
“Hello,” I answered
“Where are you?” Jax voice sounded hard and strained.
“Uh...” I realized it was two in the afternoon, and I was almost home. How could I explain this?
“Well, I’m pulled over on the side of the road talking to you,” I said in the lightest tone I could muster.
“Why are you not at my house?” His tone sounded a little less hard, but still very strained.
“Well, um....” I did not want to lie, but I did not want to tell the truth either. At least not over the phone. “I’m going home early.”
He paused for a minute, “Are you going to tell me why?”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes, I think you need to.”
“I have a headache.” It wasn’t a lie.
“Jason just called me. He witnessed something from his window about thirty minutes ago.”
I sighed and laid my head back against the tree.
“This is something I wanted to wait and discuss when you got home.”
“It can’t wait. He said you were crying and he said...he said Marcus kissed you.”
The last part sounded so hard and angry I feared for Marcus.
“There is a lot more to it.”
“Then tell me.”
I knew this wouldn’t end until I told him everything. “Marcus’s sister Amanda saw pictures of you online taken last night with Baily Kirk, and you were really very friendly and touchy in them. You seemed happy. I had a hard time with the photos, and Marcus said a few things about our relationship I didn’t want to hear, and I cried a little. He stopped me and tried to console me, and I started to leave again and he just...he just kissed me.”
Jax didn’t say anything for what seemed like a lifetime. “He’s fired, and I am on a plane coming home now.”
“Jax, no! He, he...I think he is in love with me.”
Jax let out a hard laugh. “I know.”