Hamptons Heartbreak by Tara Leigh

Hamptons Heartbreak by Tara Leigh

Author:Tara Leigh [Leigh, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781955659062
Publisher: Tara Leigh Books


Chapter 23

Lance

Vivienne nibbles at her lower lip for a moment before responding. Every muscle in my body is tense, waiting for her to scream, Gotcha—just kidding! Except . . . her expression is not at all amused. There’s no teasing lilt to her voice, no grin she’s trying to hold back. This is not a joke.

“Yes. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“I’ve never paid a woman for sex, and I’m not about to start now. That’s not what we would be doing.”

“Maybe not, but that’s how it would feel to me.” She looks away for a moment before returning her unwavering gaze to mine, her grip tightening on the towel she’s clutching like a goddamn lifeline.

“This is a non-negotiable point, Lance. Take it or leave it.”

“Everything’s negotiable.”

“Not this.”

“Why?”

She shakes her head slowly, a wounded look creeping into her expression. “If you don’t understand, there’s no point explaining it to you.”

“That makes absolutely no sense.”

“Yeah? Well, your proposal makes no sense to me.”

My hand tightens into a fist, and I have to fight the urge to slam it through the window. I need her time; she needs my money. Why can’t Vivienne just accept it and enjoy the next two months? Networking with the Hamptons set isn’t exactly exciting, but it has to be a hell of a lot better than waitressing.

Seconds pass. Maybe minutes. Vivienne and I are locked in a staring contest, enemy combatants unwilling to back down.

It’s ironic that we’re just a few feet away from the bed we’ve been fucking in every night for nearly a week. If I agree to Vivienne’s condition, those nights will only be a memory.

“Have it your way,” I manage to choke out through gritted teeth, feeling like I’m destroying something great for a temporary triumph. “You’ve got a deal.”

“Fine.” Her voice sounds disappointed, but I don’t bother turning around to see if her expression matches her response. If Vivienne wanted me the way I want her, she wouldn’t have forced this decision on me.

Her footsteps land softly as she walks out of the room, but they echo inside my mind like gunshots.

“Meet me downstairs in half an hour,” I call over my shoulder. “Since you want this to feel like a job, let’s go over my expectations and your responsibilities.”



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