Crave: The Nora Heat Collection by Williams Shanora

Author:Williams, Shanora [Williams, Shanora]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Shanora Williams
Published: 2017-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

JENNA

A loud knock woke us up the next morning.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes as Jude groaned, rolling to his side. We were in his bed, completely naked beneath the sheets.

The knocking happened again and Jude pushed out of the bed, going for his pants that were on the floor, and sliding into them.

“Open the goddamn door, Jude!” the voice yelled from the other side and my eyes stretched wide.

Shit! Michaela!

“How did she find you?” I asked hurriedly. I hopped out of bed and picked up one of Jude’s dress shirts, sliding my arms into it and buttoning it quickly.

“My mother knows what hotel I stay at when I come here,” he grumbled as he peered through the peephole. He sighed and looked over his shoulder at me just as I was about to dip off and slink into my room to hide.

“No, Jenna.” He shook his head. “Stay.”

“But she’ll—”

“I don’t give a damn what she does,” he said, voice still thick and deep with sleep. “I’m not hiding you anymore.”

It was a bad idea and I knew it, but I swallowed hard and nodded anyway. I sat in the recliner and when Jude opened the door, I practically held my breath.

Michaela came waltzing in like she owned the place, wearing a pink sweater, jeans, and red-bottomed heels. “Please tell me your mother is lying,” she hissed at him. “Please tell me this is some kind of sick, twisted—”

She was about to go on a rampage with him, but then her eyes went over his shoulder and she spotted me. I sat up a little higher, pressing my lips together.

Michaela scoffed, taking a step to the left to get a better look at me. She must have realized I was in his shirt because her head shook, and she shut her eyes for a brief moment and throwing her hands in front her before focusing on him again.

“I want her gone.” She faced him. “I want her fired immediately.”

“You can’t tell me who to fire, Michaela.”

“If we are to be married then yes, I can.”

“But we aren’t.” Jude quirked a brow. I noticed he was still holding the door open. “Let’s make something clear, Michaela. I don’t love you—hell, I hardly even like you. Whatever my parents arranged with your parents is between them, but I’m sure it will be over soon.”

“How?” she barked. “You need me—”

Jude’s chuckle stopped her from talking. “Wrong. I don’t need you at all. I never have. My parents may rely on your family’s bullshit, but I don’t. I don’t need it and I don’t need you. I’m a businessman, which means it is my job to find other ways to keep myself afloat, other than having to rely on marrying a woman I literally despise.”

Michaela was shocked. Tongue-tied.

“You won’t show up at my office anymore. You won’t call, or text me, or tell me what to do because you think you own me. Your family thinks I’m their pet—their dog—but they’re wrong in that aspect.

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