Shattered by Jaci J

Shattered by Jaci J

Author:Jaci J [J, Jaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebel Edit
Published: 2018-08-19T18:30:00+00:00


Cruz

You won’t get an apology out of me because I’m not sorry for breaking into her house. Not even close to being sorry.

I fucking miss her.

I’d knock and she’d ignore it. And if she would have answered, there’s not a chance in hell she would have let me in.

She left me with no options.

Sitting in the dark, on her bed, I wait.

Mia yelps when she walks out of her bathroom and finds me sitting on her bed, dropping the towel she was drying her hair with onto the floor at her feet.

Her hand hits her chest and she doubles over, startled.

It’s only been two weeks, and I swear to fucking God, seeing her calms something inside of me, taming the beast.

The woman brings me to my fucking knees.

“What the fuck, Cruz! What are you doing in here?” she demands, looking around. I don’t know what she’s looking for, but she’s not going to find it.

“You okay?” I ask her, noticing the large bruise on her elbow.

Up and off the bed, I walk toward her, grabbing her arm and looking at the black and blue skin.

Jerking her arm away from me, she frowns. “I’m fine. Please go.”

I wish I could. Wish it was that fucking easy for me to walk away.

“I can’t go, Mia.”

“Yes, you can,” she seethes, pointing to the door. “You can leave the same way you came in.”

Mia’s got a little bite to her.

Wrapping a hand around the back of her neck, I lean down so I’m face-to-face with her. “I’m not leaving.”

Her frown deepens. “Yeah, you fucking are,” she grumbles, pulling out of my reach.

“You really want me to go?”

I watch her wrestle with her response, and that’s all the answer I need.

“You unpacked. You stayin’, baby?”

“It’s not because of you,” she huffs, giving me attitude.

She’s cute. “Didn’t think it was.”

Mia’s wearing nothing but a tight, white, cut-off beater with no bra, and white cotton panties. “It’s not fair, you wearin’ shit like that,” I tell her, watching her pretty nipples harden underneath the material of her tank.

“You know what’s not fair?” she counters, sitting down on the edge of her bed and grabbing the bottle of lotion from her nightstand. “Is you stalking me, showing up everywhere I am for the last two weeks and breaking into my house, and then refusing to leave when I ask you to.”

I watch her bend over, putting lotion on her long legs.

Jesus.

I won’t lie, pretend I haven’t been stalking her. I fucking have. I had to know she was okay, and I did it the only way I knew how. I followed her.

“That’s life,” I huff, my eyes glued to her body.

“That’s your answer for everything,” she snaps.

“It’s the truth.”

“Did you kill them yet?” she asks me, working on her other leg.

She won’t even look at me.

So easy, so cavalier as that question leaves her mouth. Is she suddenly okay with it? “You want the truth or an answer that’ll make you feel better after I fuck you hard



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