She turned from him. He grabbed her arm and swung her back around.
“My turn. Look me in the eye and tell me that you’re not fucking around.”
She glared at his hand on her arm. “Let go.”
He threw her arm down. “You are, aren’t you?”
“Don’t try to flip the script on me, Reggie. We’re through.”
“Answer my question and then we’re through.”
“No, I am not sleeping with anyone else.” She didn’t see the point in telling him about the explosive kiss she’d shared with Evan. It would serve no purpose other than to hurt him. Despite the numerous times he’d been unfaithful to her, she didn’t want to injure him that way. After all they’d shared, she hoped they could part amicably.
He continued to stare at her. Finally, he sighed when she didn’t back down. “I love you, girl. I’ll sleep on the couch tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll get some of my stuff and move out.” He shrugged. “Maybe before I get fully moved out, you’ll change your mind.” He took his pillow off his side of the bed and went downstairs.
Dawn closed the door and locked it just in case he thought to seduce her to his way of thinking. She climbed into bed and had a good cry over finally letting go of her dream of happily ever after with Reggie.
Chapter 3
Evan looked down at the woman who was ruining his life. She’d changed her hair again. Today it was a mass of black curls subtly shot through with burgundy and artfully arranged upon her head to allow a few tendrils to trail down to rest upon her plump bosom. The color went surprisingly well with the icy blue bridesmaid gown she wore.
Josh and Kayla’s wedding had been beautiful. Kayla had been a lovely bride, but he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off the woman in his arms. And she was giving him the cold shoulder. She was stiff in his arms and hadn’t spoken a word to him since he took her hand to lead her onto the dance floor. Her gaze skittered away whenever their eyes met.
The only reason she was dancing with him was because he was the best man and she was the maid of honor. It would have been rude of her not to dance with him.
How this woman had gotten under his skin was a mystery to him. He’d shared one kiss with Dawn Smith and it was wrecking his life. He couldn’t sleep without dreaming of her. Thoughts of her had ruined any chances he’d had with April. He’d wanted to want to bed April. It had been a while for him and he’d needed the release. April was single, smart, and lovely. Sure, she was a bit skinny, but he could overlook that. She was the type of woman he’d always liked before he’d developed this unfortunate obsession with the lushly curved Dawn. Instead, he’d found himself turning away a very willing April. That had not been a pretty scene. She’d questioned his manhood when he’d asked her to put her clothes back on. He’d questioned his sanity. He was being loyal to a woman who wouldn’t care if he disappeared tomorrow. And most likely, would not notice if he did. Lack of sleep and sexual frustration were taking its toll on his work. As a technical writer, he had deadlines. He was days behind where he should have been on his latest software user manual.
No doubt about it. Dawn Smith was wrecking his life. He felt like the stupidest dolt alive. He’d sworn after what happened with Sylvia that he’d never let another woman get to him. Yet here he was, all torn up over a woman who acted as though she hated him.
His fingers tightened in frustration over hers. She gave him a curious glance. He clenched his jaw. “So where’s your intended?”
She pursed her lips. “We broke up.”
Evan was momentarily stunned. He stopped moving and another couple bumped into them on the dance floor. His heart thumped. She was single. “What do you mean you broke up? Nobody told me.”
“I haven’t told Kayla. I wanted her to enjoy her wedding day and all the festivities leading up to it. I didn’t want her feeling sorry for