"Jeez Shay," Jensen continued angrily, "if I had known you were going to be so immature, I wouldn't have let you into my company in the first place. So forget it, sweetheart. This guilt trip not only isn’t going to work. I don’t give a fuck.”
“We both know that’s not true, Jensen,” she crooned, clutching his arm. He stiffened, hating her hands on him. It felt…wrong. There’d been a time when he’d enjoyed her teasing caresses, her heated strokes. But now? Now his skin prickled and crawled as if his very body rebelled against her. Now, he welcomed the touch of only one woman. His wife, Katherine.
Again he shifted away, dislodging her touch. "Stop it, Shay," he said.
“If you’d answered any of my phone calls this week, you’d know—” she began.
“I didn’t answer them because we have nothing to talk about,” he said. He hadn't even told Katherine that she had been calling and texting him, because he didn't want her to worry. "I knew you weren't calling me concerning anything about work. I'm married Shay, I have a family, and I love my wife"
“So you’re going to tell me that your love for me just died? Went away just like that?” She snapped her fingers, eyes flashing. “I know we ended things and I thought I was over it. Until I saw you again and those feelings came rushing back. You can't tell me that you don't feel anything for me anymore. Not even a little. Everything couldn't have just gone away. I see the way you look at me. I don’t believe it.”
“Believe it,” he growled. “It's over. It has been over a long time again. And you don’t get a do-over. Get it through your head, sweetheart. I. Don’t. Want. You.” he said. "You know I realize that I made a horrible mistake letting you into my company. And that's a mistake I intend to rectify as soon as possible. You are nothing but bad news."
Tired of this, he went to move around her, but she sidestepped, blocking him. Unless he wanted to grab her, pick her up and shift her out of the way, he couldn’t pass. And at the moment, the thought of putting his hands on her caused his stomach to curdle.
“Then what was this whole…act with Katherine about?" Shay asked." I know you. You are not the kind to fall in love, talk more of getting married. You don’t expect me, or anyone for that matter, to actually accept that you’re really madly in love with her? You don't even do relationships. You told me that yourself” She shoved into his personal space, so her perfume clogged his nose, crawled down his throat.
He grabbed her shoulders to prevent her from coming any nearer. She flattened her palms on his chest.
“I love you, Jensen." she said."I realize I never stopped caring for you. Immediately I saw you I realized I never stopped. I made a mistake by letting things end between us. You are perfect for me. We belong together. It’s been you all along. And I know you still love me if you’ll go to these lengths. You would only show so much emotion because deep down inside of you, you still care. You know you do. You just have to admit it to yourself”
Screw this. He tightened his grip on her, prepared to move her. “Shay …” he growled.
“Yes, Jensen.” She moaned, and shooting up on her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck and crushed her mouth to his.
Shock froze him. But just for a second. Bile scorched a path to the back of his throat. Muttering a curse, he jerked his head back, circled her wrists and yanked her off him.
“Dammit, Shay. Stop this right now” he snapped. But any more words died on his tongue.
Katherine stood in the doorway to the den, her shuttered gaze on them.
“Oh, Katherine,” Shay cooed, panting lightly. “We didn’t see you there.” Perverse satisfaction threaded her tone. She knew that she had caused a lot of trouble, and she was happy with her hand work.
“Kat,” he breathed, already leaving the bitch standing in front of him, forgotten, and moving toward the woman with the wounded eyes.
“I’m ready if you are, I think I'm ready to go home now” she said, her voice flat, hideously polite.
Shay moved closer to Katherine. "Oh I'm really sorry you had to see that. I'm sorry you had to find out about Jensen and In this manner. But of course you had to find out someday. We couldn't hide it forever. Everything comes out eventually. Isn't that right, Jensen?"
Katherine turned her attention to Jensen "What the hell is she talking about, Jensen?" she asked him.
"Nothing important," Jensen said. "She is probably drunk. There is nothing going on. Come on, let's go"
"Oh please, Katherine..." Shay began again, but this time Katherine interrupted.