Thank you.” Taking the bag from Derek’s bodyguard, she unzipped it and rummaged through the contents for her phone. “Aha,” she exclaimed when she found it, unaware that doing so made Derek’s entire security team exchange grins. Most of them had been with Derek since birth, and it was their first time to see their employer date someone as refreshingly genuine as Jaike.
It was Marcy, sending her a text message.
Don’t freak out. And I mean it.
I just heard the news, and I made sure to confirm it before texting you.
Angelo and Rosie have broken up – and the people who were there heard him say very clearly that he still loves you…and that he’s only loved ever you.
The phone slipped from her hand.
“Baby? What’s wrong?”
Her head jerked up. She was so stunned to see Derek back that she could only wordlessly accept the bottled water he handed to her. By the time she recovered, he had already crouched down and was reaching for her phone.
“No!”
But it was too late.
Derek would have given the phone back immediately to Jaike if one of the words on her screen hadn’t jumped out at him.
It was a name.
Angelo.
Chapter Six
“Say something.” They were the first words she spoke since Derek had read Marcy’s message on her phone. He had been just as silent, unbearably so. And he hadn’t touched her the whole time, not even once.
A small part of her had been grateful for his silence. It had allowed her some much-needed time to think. She just couldn’t understand why Angelo would say something like that. He loved her? He was still in love with her? He was the only girl he had ever loved?
The thought sent a painful, bitter twinge to her heart.
If all those were true, then why had he betrayed her like that?
She looked at Derek again. “Derek—”
He shook his head, not looking at her as he said curtly, “Not here.”
By the time they reached her room, her heart was in her throat and it didn’t help that there were even more people looking at them now. News definitely traveled at lightning speed in Christopoulos University, especially when it had to do with a guy like Derek.
When she got home, she wasn’t even surprised that Derek had somehow managed to have all his things moved in it. Again, without her permission – but this time she didn’t give a damn. All she cared about was knowing what Derek thought about Marcy’s message. She wanted to ask him about it, but after his cutting response a while ago, it was hard to find the courage to talk about it again.
So instead she found herself babbling, “Did you get your friends to help you get your stuff in here?”
His back to her as he locked the main door shut, Derek only shook his head in response.
Her heart sank a little at that, but she refused to feel defeated. She felt so panicky, and she didn’t like it. She knew she had nothing to be guilty about, but even so, it was how she felt. She had already hurt Derek once when she told him she wished he was Angelo. She didn’t want him hurt like that ever again.
But how could she let him know that when he refused to talk to her?
Derek knew he was not being fair to Jaike. He knew it, but he couldn’t damn well help it. Goddamn Angelo Valencia. Why the fuck did he have to say something like that? Even though Derek hated Angelo completely, he also knew the other man was not the type to lie. If he really had said something like that, then he must have meant them. And if he had, what now?
Was he supposed to let Jaike go to the “better” man?
Was he supposed to forget he had once tasted her body, that she had once become his?
“I r-redecorated my bedroom.”
The words from Jaike were completely unexpected, making Derek’s head snap towards her.
Jaike swallowed when she found herself at the center of his attention. Gathering her courage and praying he wouldn’t shut her down again, she asked, “W-would you like to see it?”
Jaike’s words had Derek brooding. Did she really
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