One Wild Night by A.L. Jackson & Rebecca Shea

Author:A.L. Jackson & Rebecca Shea [Jackson, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.L. Jackson Books Inc.
Published: 2018-04-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Kaylee

“What do you mean, it didn’t go through?” I screeched, way too high and loud as my fingers curled into the counter. But I couldn’t help it. Not with the way a fresh round of panic that surged through my body.

It was like pouring kerosene on the fiery heartbreak that burned inside of me.

Dread and alarm and the threat of hysteria.

Right there in the middle of Heathrow Airport.

Just awesome.

I’d already missed the flight Paxton had been so kind to book me, not that I would have taken it, anyway.

Not while I had a scrap of pride left in me.

Not a chance.

At least the paparazzi didn’t give a crap about me anymore now that Pax had tossed me aside like a used-up piece of garbage.

A rumble of annoyance rippled through the long line of people waiting to check in behind me.

They were just going to have to wait. Because I wasn’t moving from this spot until I figured out a way to get out of here.

I needed to go home.

Where it was safe, and I could leave all of this insanity behind me. Where I could pick up the pieces and lick my wounds, try to heal from a blow that I should have seen coming from a million miles away.

Only I hadn’t.

And it hurt all the worse.

The ticket agent cocked her head in her own annoyance, looking at me as if I were daft. “It means, your credit card was not approved for the transaction. In other words, declined.”

“Are you sure? Try it again.”

A huff from her nose. “I’ve already run it five times. I’m sure the sixth will not change the balance on your account.”

“Please,” I pleaded.

With a shake of her head, she ran it again, the saccharine smile she plastered on her face telling me nothing but I told you so as she slipped my card back to me. “I’m sorry, but unless you have another means of payment, there’s nothing I can do to help you.”

I rubbed my temples, fighting another round of tears.

How could this be happening?

A rush of anger spiraled through my senses.

Oh, there was a clear answer for that.

Bottom-line—Paxton Myles was a jerk.

A horrible, terrible, lying, manipulative jerk who’d taken advantage of me.

And I’d let him.

Like a fool, I’d let him, and now here I was, stranded in a foreign country without a dime to my name.

Just great.

Those tears in my eyes burned hot, and I slumped down as resignation came sliding in.

Overwhelming.

Overbearing.

I choked, nodded in acceptance. “Thank you for your help.” Really, the only help she’d aided in was driving the knife a little deeper into my bleeding heart.

Reminding me the cost of being a #PaxtonMylesSlut.

Kendall’s words rang through my mind like a tease. Did I really think I was any different? Did I really think he cared about me? Did I really think I was anything more to him than another conquest, easy entertainment, until something better came his way?

My heart squeezed.

Squeezed so tightly I felt the physical pain of it.

Because I had.

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