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nicer place than I thought you would live in.” She walked into the elevator when the doors opened. I told myself not to let her get me mad.
     
    “Yeah, once I learned how to use my thumbs, life got a lot better for me.” I thought she might have snorted, but wasn’t sure. She always thought I was stupid, an ape. That was one problem we had for years. I wondered if she had finished college.
     
    “I thought you would live at the clubhouse. You spent so much time there.”
     
    “I split my time,” I smirked. She rolled her eyes.
     
    We got off the elevator, and she followed me to the door. I watched when she walked into the apartment. She looked impressed. I asked myself why I cared. My life wasn’t sure her, or about her. It hadn’t been for a long time.
     
    “Sit down,” I said, pointing to the couch.
     
    “Excuse me? Do I look like a pet?” Her hands were on her hips again.
     
    “Sit.” When I got that tone in my voice, nobody said no. Including Jess. She sat hard, crossing her legs. I watched as the one on top swung back and forth. She would do what I asked, but she wouldn’t be happy about it. I got the message.
     
    “You want something to drink?” I asked.
     
    “No. This isn’t a social call, Grayson. Why am I here? Why don’t we get down to it?”
     
    I took my time about it. She sighed when I went to the bar in one corner of the big, open living room. “I’ll have a beer,” I said, cracking one open.
     
    “Be my guest.”
     
    “Thanks.” I took a long drink, watching her the whole time. She looked around at the walls, the high ceilings.
     
    “It’s a big place,” she said. “It’s nice.”
     
    “Thanks,” I said again. It was the biggest compliment I would get from her, and I knew it. I walked across the wide floor, sitting at the other end of the couch. She moved away from me. I thought of a scared animal. That was what she was.
     
    “Why am I here?” she asked.
     
    “That’s all you have to say to me, after all this time?” I could hardly believe it. She was unreal.
     
    “I don’t understand why it was so important for you to bring me here. That’s all.”
     
    I sighed, wondering the same thing. The beer was a way for me to stall, and I took a long drink. By the time I finished, I had an answer.
     
    “Why don’t you try telling me where you went, and why? And who the fuck that guy was, the one I pulled off you?”
     

 
    Chapter Four
     
    Jess
     
    I couldn’t believe it. I absolutely could not believe it.
     
    How many times had I dreamed about this moment? Being with him again? It hadn’t seemed possible, and for good reason. He was all wrong for me. I couldn’t let him back into my life. When I left, I was terrified. I didn’t want to go back to that place in my life again—who would?
     
    I was still terrified. My palms wouldn’t stop sweating, even after I took off my coat. I felt like I might overheat, maybe even pass out. It was like some surreal dream. Or nightmare. I couldn’t decide which.
     
    He looked just as good as ever—maybe better. It made me intensely conscious of the way I looked. I wasn’t exactly dressed up—I’d gone out to the store in a pair of jeans, a T-shirt and a pullover sweater. I realized I hadn’t even put on a bra before leaving the house, figuring my coat would cover me up. Nobody wore a bra at home if they could help it. I couldn’t remember the last time I washed my hair—The fear of when Joe Green’s thugs would be coming for me was too much. I’d been distracted. Nearly sleepless. No appetite—my clothes nearly hung off my already thin frame.
     
    It was just great. He probably took so much pleasure in seeing me looking so thin and weary. I hoped he didn’t read too much into it. What was I thinking? He didn’t read anything into anything. A meathead, through and through.
     
    Don’t let him see how scared you are. I couldn’t help it. I felt like I needed my arms wrapped around me, shielding