Olivia (The Baker Siblings Book 1) by Shayna Astor

Author:Shayna Astor [Astor, Shayna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Jameson

The sound of hangers clanging together is what greets me when I get out of the shower. Not my girl, not a fresh cup of coffee, none of the sweet things she’s said or done in the past.

With a heavy sigh, I pull on a pair of pants and walk quietly toward the closet.

My eyes widen as I take in the scene. Liv, hair wild and breathing heavily, tearing down almost every article of clothing I own. They litter the floor around her in giant piles.

When she starts mumbling to herself, I interrupt before she gets the word “bastard” out.

“I’m what now?” I raise one eyebrow, as though to challenge her to finish the thought.

With one giant step, she’s in front of me, shoving her hands against my chest so hard I actually move back a step.

“What the fuck, Liv?”

Her finger is right in my face and fury rips through her. I have no idea why, since I’m the one who has a right to be angry with the state my closet is in.

“What the fuck is right, Jameson. Am I just some game to you? Some fun, small-town ass?”

My brows furrow. “What are you talking about?”

“Some girl named Charlene messaged you and asked for a quickie tonight.”

Laughter takes over, and my head tips back as a hand clutches my chest.

But it’s quickly over when Liv pushes me again. “This isn’t funny, Jameson!”

My head snaps back up to face her. “It’s hilarious, actually.”

This time, when she tries to push me again, I catch her and wrap my arms tightly around her. “Let me go! You bring me here and can’t even tell your city whore that we’ve been together? You tell me you love me and still have her waiting in the wings for you for when you return? Or for a quick weekend trip here and there?”

“Would you be quiet and let me explain, please? Because I promise you’ll laugh when you finally understand.”

“Doubtful.”

“Liv. I do love you. And only you—”

“You don’t need to love somebody to fuck them.”

“Shh. Listen to me. Charlene is my cleaning lady. I work late hours, so she comes at night or on weekends because I don’t like people being in my apartment when I’m not around. She’s at least fifty, smokes a pack a day, and is definitely not at all my type. She’s asking about a ‘quickie’ because she doesn’t always have time to do a full, deep clean.” My voice is calm and level, trying to make her understand without it being confrontational.

“Wait. What?” And just like that, all the steam she had built up inside her gushes out, and she deflates in my arms.

“It’s only you, baby. Nobody else.”

“Your cleaning lady.”

“Yes. My cleaning lady.” I raise my hand to show my full honesty.

A sheepish grin takes over and her cheeks turn pink. “I’ll, um, I’ll help you clean up the mess.”

“You bet your fine ass you will.”

“Be thankful you got here before I found a pair of scissors.” She tips up on her toes to press a kiss against my cheek and pats my chest as horror rips through me.

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