Jessie's Girl (The Trapper Keeper Diaries Book 1) by Naima Simone

Author:Naima Simone [Simone, Naima]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Oliver Heber Books
Published: 2022-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

India

He left me.

Asa left me alone with the last person I wanted to come face-to-face with. Reason argues that the hurt throbbing in my chest like a toothache is unreasonable. Any witnesses for this long-time-in-coming confrontation would be awkward as hell for all parties. And it’s not like Jessie is a stranger—well, he didn’t used to be.

But my heart is telling that reason to go screw itself. I need Asa’s quiet, stalwart strength behind me as I stare into my past. As I meet the green gaze and beautiful face of the man I believed would be my future, my forever. I need Asa’s presence that both stirs and calms me.

I need him.

And fuck him for leaving me. Proving once again where I fall on his list of priorities.

If there’s one thing my mother’s death, working two jobs to pay for college, and surviving Jessie’s betrayal has taught me, it’s that I can’t count on anyone but myself. And I’m more than enough.

Squaring my shoulders, I hike my chin up, not flinching from Jessie’s unwavering inspection of me. He’s so… familiar. A pang echoes in my chest. Once, he was my shelter, my safe place. Until he became the storm that ripped away the moorings of my life.

I mourned that more than anything. After Mom died, I lost my security, my rock. And then he came along, and I lowered my guard to trust again, to believe again. And losing him—that haven—thrust me back to when I was sixteen, grieving, disillusioned, and alone.

Now, I’m no longer in that dark place. And I will never allow anyone to drag me there again. Giving someone that kind of control over my heart, my world?

No. Only I can be trusted with that kind of power.

“India.” He shakes his head. “Jesus, I can’t believe you’re here in front of me. That it’s really you.” His emerald gaze roams my face, lingering on my mouth. I wait for the flare of heat, the old desire that used to fill me whenever I was within four feet of him.

But… nothing. Well, it’s not his lips I’m recalling. Not the memory of his kiss that flickers across my mind, that has desire licking at my belly and between my legs. It’s his best friend’s.

Guilt slicks across my chest, and I turn away from Jessie to signal the bartender and order a glass of red wine. Maybe I can get a two-fer, and the alcohol will help wash away the guilt and the memories of Asa’s taste—and the remorse that had darkened his eyes.

Because you’re looking at me like my dick is already filling up that undoubtedly tight as a fucking fist pussy… Your eyes are begging me to push into you until you can’t take anymore. They’re begging me to break you, mold you. And depraved fuck that I am, I want to give it to you.

His filthy, insanely hot words from that night whisper through my head as if he’s standing behind me, uttering them in

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