Master of the CIty by Sadie Stuart

Author:Sadie Stuart [Stuart, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sadie Stuart Books
Published: 2020-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The morning is cruel. I open my eyes to it and then shut them immediately. Facing it feels unbearable. What happened last night? Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life? It feels like a bad dream thinking back on it now, a nightmare really. Was Jack really there? How is it that the one place in this entire city I choose to visit last night, he shows up? Was it a coincidence, or not? I contemplate the thought that he could have followed me and it excites me a little. But then I stuff it down, way down. Bad, bad, bad. I need to keep reminding myself over and over to focus on something else, even if it kills me.

Coffee. I need it. Now.

I chug down my first cup and start on my second as I switch on my laptop. I need to start deciphering my notes and writing this article. But first email. There’s one from Jack. It’s from early this morning, 2:30 a.m. The subject is Lush Life. What the fuck! Is he taunting me? Yes, I am going to spiral into my life of loneliness now, my lush life.

Amanda,

You looked so sexy in that dress tonight. We NEED to finish our conversation. There are things you don't know. I don't want you to think the wrong things about me.

Yours,

Jack

Things I don't know? Like what? Like the fact that he is a scoundrel? I laugh at the word that pops into my head to describe him. Scoundrel. It’s so out of a Gothic romance novel.

The Lord of the Manor kissed the governess, caring little for the morals of society. He was a scoundrel.

I hit the reply button and type out a response.

Jack,

You are a scoundrel.

Amanda

I laugh then quickly hit the backspace button several times before I accidentally send it. The message is gone. I feel better, all the same, for typing it. Taking a deep breath, I start again.

Jack,

I already think the wrong things about you. What about your actions would cause me to think otherwise?

Explain yourself.

A.

I read back over my email and then change the subject line to Not Yours. I hit send. If he wants to tell me more about Jennifer or whatever the heck else he wants to tell me, now is his chance. I get up and head to the shower.

When I return, dressed, there is a response from him waiting in my inbox. He’s changed the subject line to Forgive Me. This just makes me more mad. It’s the exact same thing he said to me when he pushed me out of his front door and into a cab the other night. It’s also the exact same thing he said to me on the beach the first time he kissed me. Is that the best thing he can think of, Forgive Me? I don’t need to forgive him. I need to stop succumbing to him every time I’m with him. I need to see him for who his really is.

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