Bitter Confessions by Mia Knight

Author:Mia Knight [Knight, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Roth jerked, jolting Jasmine out of a sound sleep. He lay on his back while she was cuddled against his side with an arm draped over his middle and a leg tossed over his massive thighs.

“Another one?” she rasped.

“Go back to sleep,” he rumbled as he untangled himself from her and sat up.

“This is the fourth night in a row.” She squinted at the blue numbers on the clock on his nightstand. “You barely got three hours of sleep. Did you have a bad dream?”

“I’m going to jump in the shower.”

“But—”

He grasped her face and kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry I woke you. After I shower, I’m going to the gym.”

She gripped his wrist as she struggled to keep her eyes open. “That’s your remedy for everything. Maybe we should talk.”

“There’s nothing to talk about. I’ll rest easier once I get this project at work wrapped up.”

She was too tired to hang onto him as he tucked her beneath the covers. She didn’t hear him cross the room, but she heard the quiet snick of the bathroom door closing and the sound of water several seconds later. She shuddered, knowing the shower he was taking was ice-cold. The damn man was going to kill himself if he didn’t learn how to sleep for more than three or four hours at a stretch.

She nabbed one of his pillows and hugged it to her. She’d done her best to wear him out before they went to bed. Her body was sated and pleasantly achy. It pained her that she couldn’t give him the same tranquility he gave her. This was the fourth day he’d woken up exceptionally early, body jolting as if he’d remembered something urgent or had one of those nightmares where you felt like you were falling. His autopilot response to these abrupt wake-ups was to jump out of bed and head to the gym. She was starting to think he was obsessed with exercise, but considering the alternatives, this had to be one of the better addictions he could have. He always seemed relaxed, refreshed, and focused after a workout. When they first met, he’d mentioned needing a physical outlet to clear his head, and apparently, that was still true today. She hadn’t noticed this odd trait when they’d married the first time. Then again, they hadn’t spent that much time together, and he’d been trying to salvage his businesses.

Through closed eyelids, she saw a flash of light. Roth hated unnecessary sound, so he usually kept his phone on silent. Who was trying to contact him at 2:30 a.m.? She crawled to his side of the bed and picked up his cell to read the name on display.

Grayson Ward.

She tried to calculate the time difference in London as she flopped on his side of the bed and breathed in his scent. Was Grayson involved in the project Roth was worried about? It must be important if Grayson was calling at the crack of dawn across the pond. He didn’t strike her as the type to keep normal business hours.

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