had the chance to land another punch against his jaw.
Jonas turned and stared at Milla for a minute. She couldn’t read his expression and she wondered if he didn’t want anything to do with her now. After all, he was in his seventies and, she was sure he had antiquated values. He probably saw her as used goods now and didn’t want to have anything to do with her.
Milla tried not to feel disappointed. After all, he might not actually be too young for her, but he certainly looked like he was. No wonder Perry thought her some sort of slut. She looked as though she was pulling some sort of cougar stunt. Not that she thought there was a damn thing wrong with it, if that’s what a person was in to.
“Come on,” Jonas said as he took her arm and pulled her toward her SUV. “We’re going to my house. Something tells me that he’s just waiting for you to check into the lodge. He can’t get to you in my home. You’ll be safe there.”
Sure she’d be safe from Perry, but would she be safe from Jonas and Mel? Milla slid another surreptitious glance their way. For some reason, she hoped not.
Ten minutes later, they stood on a wide walkway looking at a huge house with a wraparound porch. The white siding set off the blue of the shutters and door. The wide porch held two swings and several rocking chairs along with two chaise lounges. It looked more like it could be his grandparent’s house than a bachelor pad.
“Nice house.” She couldn’t help but stare at it. It was the kind of house she’d dreamed of owning most of her adult life. It was also the kind of house Milla knew she would never own. After all, she was just a carnival psychic. Carnies didn’t own nice places like this. If they were lucky, they would get a chance to stay in one for a couple of days. Apparently, she was lucky.
“It was my grandmother’s,” Jonas said as he strode up the front steps and opened the double front doors.
I knew it! Milla pressed her lips together and willed herself not to laugh for calling it. No wonder it looked like a grandma’s house. It was one!
“What?” Jonas asked when she stood staring at him, unable to say anything for fear of giggling.
“Nothing. It’s just that I thought it looked like it could be someone’s grandparent’s house when I first saw it. That’s all.”
Mel took her arm. “We should go inside. We don’t want your friends reporting anything back to Perry.” He stared down at her for a minute, his expression unreadable. “You didn’t say that you two were lovers.”
“First off, that is none of your business and second, I didn’t mention it because it’s not something I’m proud of. I’m not sure why I even did it. I knew he was a jerk, but somewhere along the line he became the man of my dreams and I just couldn’t stop myself.” She shrugged. “After a while, he grew tired of me, or something, and he changed again. He once again became the bully that we all knew and hated. So I left him and tried to carry on as though nothing had happened between us.”
She let Mel lead her into the house. The air conditioner was obviously set on a low temperature because goose bumps rose on her arms after they entered and her nipples hardened. It had to be the cold. The men certainly had nothing to do with it. They barely even touched her.
“How did he feel about that?” Mel asked.
Milla tilted her head and thought about that for a minute. “He seemed okay with it. In fact, he’d been seeing other women, sleeping with other women and generally acted as though I didn’t exist for the last ten years. It wasn’t until I left the carnival that he even seemed to notice that I was no longer in his bed.” She frowned. “It was weird, really.”
“Maybe he didn’t want you, but doesn’t want others to have you.”
“No.” She shook her head. “I’ve dated and slept with at least three other men in the last ten years and he didn’t seem to mind it at all.” Milla blushed at
Jonas turned and stared at Milla for a minute. She couldn’t read his expression and she wondered if he didn’t want anything to do with her now. After all, he was in his seventies and, she was sure he had antiquated values. He probably saw her as used goods now and didn’t want to have anything to do with her.
Milla tried not to feel disappointed. After all, he might not actually be too young for her, but he certainly looked like he was. No wonder Perry thought her some sort of slut. She looked as though she was pulling some sort of cougar stunt. Not that she thought there was a damn thing wrong with it, if that’s what a person was in to.
“Come on,” Jonas said as he took her arm and pulled her toward her SUV. “We’re going to my house. Something tells me that he’s just waiting for you to check into the lodge. He can’t get to you in my home. You’ll be safe there.”
Sure she’d be safe from Perry, but would she be safe from Jonas and Mel? Milla slid another surreptitious glance their way. For some reason, she hoped not.
Ten minutes later, they stood on a wide walkway looking at a huge house with a wraparound porch. The white siding set off the blue of the shutters and door. The wide porch held two swings and several rocking chairs along with two chaise lounges. It looked more like it could be his grandparent’s house than a bachelor pad.
“Nice house.” She couldn’t help but stare at it. It was the kind of house she’d dreamed of owning most of her adult life. It was also the kind of house Milla knew she would never own. After all, she was just a carnival psychic. Carnies didn’t own nice places like this. If they were lucky, they would get a chance to stay in one for a couple of days. Apparently, she was lucky.
“It was my grandmother’s,” Jonas said as he strode up the front steps and opened the double front doors.
I knew it! Milla pressed her lips together and willed herself not to laugh for calling it. No wonder it looked like a grandma’s house. It was one!
“What?” Jonas asked when she stood staring at him, unable to say anything for fear of giggling.
“Nothing. It’s just that I thought it looked like it could be someone’s grandparent’s house when I first saw it. That’s all.”
Mel took her arm. “We should go inside. We don’t want your friends reporting anything back to Perry.” He stared down at her for a minute, his expression unreadable. “You didn’t say that you two were lovers.”
“First off, that is none of your business and second, I didn’t mention it because it’s not something I’m proud of. I’m not sure why I even did it. I knew he was a jerk, but somewhere along the line he became the man of my dreams and I just couldn’t stop myself.” She shrugged. “After a while, he grew tired of me, or something, and he changed again. He once again became the bully that we all knew and hated. So I left him and tried to carry on as though nothing had happened between us.”
She let Mel lead her into the house. The air conditioner was obviously set on a low temperature because goose bumps rose on her arms after they entered and her nipples hardened. It had to be the cold. The men certainly had nothing to do with it. They barely even touched her.
“How did he feel about that?” Mel asked.
Milla tilted her head and thought about that for a minute. “He seemed okay with it. In fact, he’d been seeing other women, sleeping with other women and generally acted as though I didn’t exist for the last ten years. It wasn’t until I left the carnival that he even seemed to notice that I was no longer in his bed.” She frowned. “It was weird, really.”
“Maybe he didn’t want you, but doesn’t want others to have you.”
“No.” She shook her head. “I’ve dated and slept with at least three other men in the last ten years and he didn’t seem to mind it at all.” Milla blushed at
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