my shoulder. “Are you sure about that?”
I was confused until I felt the presence looming over me and the goose bumps traveling up my arms. Jamie had already rounded the table to stand behind Oliver. I didn’t need to turn to know that it was my baby daddy from hell standing behind me.
“This looks cozy,” Jamie said, the first as always to speak.
“What it is or isn’t is none of your business,” I spat. “It’s private.”
“That’s funny. Vaughn was just telling me about all the fun you two had in your son’s room last night.” Jamie sat down next to Oliver and draped his arm over the back of Oliver’s chair. “Shall I tell your friend here all about it?”
“Are you serious, Jamie? Stop!” I didn’t dare turn and rage at Vaughn for fear that it would only prove my guilt. I was just glad no one could see the blush burning up my skin right now.
Strong hands gripped my shoulders before Jamie could retort.
“Stop?” Vaughn whispered in my ear while his furious gaze was fixed on Oliver. “I’m just getting started.” I couldn’t decide if the warning for Oliver or me. “Get up.” Slowly, his hands moved down to my arms, and I knew his order was for me.
I knew if I didn’t obey, Jamie would spill the beans. I saw the warning in his eyes. The first chance I got, I’d make him pay dearly. And then I’d deal with Vaughn.
Rising to my feet, I followed Vaughn to the other side of the cafeteria. Away from prying eyes and ears as well as the exit. Vaughn wasted no time pushing me in front of him and then trapping me against the wall with both of his hands planted on either side of me. My nipples hardened, and I just prayed they didn’t start leaking for the umpteenth time this morning. Seriously, having to pump several times a day to keep from looking like a contestant in a wet T-shirt contest was kicking my ass. I found myself short of breath at his close proximity as I thanked the thick material of my nursing bra for small favors. Vaughn was the first to speak, saving me from begging him to fuck me right here and now.
“Have I not made myself clear regarding you and him?”
On the contrary, I’m more confused than ever. Even more so than before he fucked my sister, and I didn’t think that was possible. “I don’t care how many times you spell it out for me. I’m not bending over for you anymore, emotionally or physically, Rees.”
His gaze was full of disgust, even as his eyes narrowed. “So, you’re willing to lower your standards and make a fool of yourself just to prove a point to me?”
“God, your ego—”
“Tell me something, Bradley,” he interrupted. “After the diner, did he try to contact you?”
“No.” I frowned, wondering what Vaughn was getting at. “Why would he after what you did?”
“Because if he cared about you, it wouldn’t matter what I did to him. He’d want to know that you were okay. He’d make damn sure I hadn’t hurt you and to hell with the consequences.” My mouth opened and closed like a fish, but it didn’t matter because Vaughn wasn’t done. “Instead, he was only concerned with saving his own skin.” Vaughn’s hand lifted to play with the ends of my curly hair. “I could be hurting you right now,” his tone was gentle despite the underlying threat, “but that didn’t stop him from getting the hell out of dodge, did it?”
Vaughn’s back was turned to the nearly empty cafeteria, so he had no way of knowing if that was true. Against my will, my gaze darted to the table where I’d been sitting. The table was empty except for Jamie, who was now sitting and whistling with his feet propped on the wooden table, and the flowers I gifted Oliver.
“Look at me,” Vaughn ordered when my gaze remained fixed on Oliver’s vacated chair. The moment I looked into Vaughn’s green eyes, I forgot all about Oliver. “You must have lost a few screws if you think I’ll stand by and watch you offer my pussy to a coward.”
“Because I’m only allowed to fuck cheating assholes, is that right?”
“I may be a bastard, but I’m the only man who will ever get close to you. I suggest you get used to me.”
I had the feeling he wasn’t referring to the sweet, attentive Vaughn I’d left behind but