Tattered (Torn Series, Book 2) by Melody Anne

Author:Melody Anne [Anne, Melody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinitus Incorporated
Published: 2018-08-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I didn’t see Bella again for nearly a year. My marriage didn’t get any better. Miranda and I made our trips to the coast so we could visit my mother and her father, and our sex life continued to dwindle.

But we shifted in our relationship. Though the passion was gone, she was still someone incredibly important to me. I needed her in my life. I didn’t see her as my wife anymore. It was odd how that can change.

It didn’t happen overnight. But the intimacy between us stopped. We let each other go in every way except our marriage. Soon we’d go months without making love — but we slept in the same bed each night.

It wasn’t a good way to live. It left too many doors open for someone to slip inside.

I was finishing a meeting downtown with a private investor when I saw Bella sitting at an outdoor table, a cup of coffee in her hand, her bare legs crossed, a smirk on her lips. She wasn’t looking at me, but I had no doubt she was aware I’d spotted her.

I shook the man’s hand and told myself to walk in the other direction, told myself no good could come from me talking to this woman.

I ignored my own advice. I moved toward her. She didn’t look up, didn’t shift her position. She waited. Bella was a woman who liked men to come to her. She was a woman who liked getting her way.

I sat. Then I waited.

I wondered who would break first. Finally, she looked over at me, her expression unchanged. She sipped her coffee and gazed over the rim of the mug. I still said nothing.

“How are you, Mason?” she finally asked.

“Don’t you know?” I responded.

She laughed as she set the mug down.

“Of course I know. It’s a courtesy question that means absolutely nothing,” she told me.

“I appreciate your honesty,” I told her.

“I know. There are many things you appreciate about me,” she said as she raised her hand, letting her fingers trail along the line of her plunging neckline. Of course it drew my gaze. Her smile grew.

“Are you bored, Bella? Are you looking for someone to play with?”

“I’m always game for playing with someone,” she told me.

“And you think you’re a worthy enough opponent to play with me?” I questioned.

She laughed again. “I think you’re the only one capable of playing to my standards,” she told me.

This time my smile was real. I enjoyed this odd flirtation. I enjoyed her. I hated that I did. I could push her to tell me what this newest visit was about, but she’d enjoy my impatience. It was better for me to wait it out.

It didn’t take long.

“I want to take you to New York. I have a client you’ll fit well with. It will change everything for you,” she said.

My interest was piqued. I didn’t show that.

“I told you I don’t want to work with you,” I said.

“And we both know you’ll sell your soul if it makes you a better artist, so quit denying you want my help,” she countered.

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