The Devil's Wife by Gemma James

The Devil's Wife by Gemma James

Author:Gemma James [James, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gemma James
Published: 2016-04-21T05:00:00+00:00


10. Crossroads

Beyond frustrated from Gage’s week of sexual games, I gave caution the finger and took a logic-defying risk on Friday morning.

I went in for my shift at the hospital.

If Gage found out, it would ruin our first anniversary. But I was going stir crazy in that house, cooped up like Rapunzel. Only I wasn’t a girl held captive by an evil sorceress that thirsted for power. I was a sex slave held prisoner by my husband’s deviant desires.

He’d given me explicit instructions with no room for bending the rules, yet here I was, not only at the hospital to see Emma, but I was sticking around afterward to have lunch with Simone. I entered the cafeteria, attention on my cell as I read the text Simone had sent, telling me she’d snagged us a table. Two steps into the busy hub of the hospital at lunchtime, and I collided with a warm body.

I lifted my head and took in Ian’s masculine jawline, shadowed with stubble. Forgoing his normal white doctor’s coat, today he wore teal scrubs.

“Excuse me,” I muttered, veering to the right and attempting to go around him.

He followed my movement. “Do you have a minute?”

I’d managed to avoid him for weeks, but now everywhere I turned, he was in my way. Literally. “There’s nothing left to say.”

“I know where I stand, Kayla. Is it too much to ask that you have lunch with me?” His mouth quirked in an endearing way. A sexy way.

I couldn’t do this. He was trying so hard to squirm back into my life, but he was wasting his time. Folding my arms, I focused on his chest. “We can’t be friends.”

“Because of Gage?”

“Yes, because of Gage. He’s not okay with this.”

“I don’t give a fuck what he’s okay with.” He tilted my chin. “You shouldn’t care either. Are you not your own person anymore?”

I frowned, once again thrown off by his odd mood swings. “I’m not doing this with you.”

“Doing what? Getting a harsh dose of truth? Or sharing a meal?”

“Take your pick. Besides, I’m meeting someone, so if you’ll excuse me…?” I stared him down.

“Your wish is my command.” His barbed tone pricked at my roller-coaster emotions. God, the way he spoke to me hurt. He stepped to the side and swung an arm out in a display of grand gesture, his body language screaming at me.

Go on, he silently taunted. Pretend I don’t exist.

His presence shook me up, made me want to bolt, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing his words chewed my heart up and spit it out. I went through the lunch line in a blur, my spine tingling with the notion that he was watching me. I turned around and scanned the raucous room, but he’d disappeared. Instead, I spotted Simone, who raised a questioning brow.

Carrying my food, I squeezed between tables, went around a small group of nurses chatting, and settled into the seat across from her.

“How do you know Dr. Kaplan?” she asked as she dipped a chicken strip into a ranch cup.



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