Jay loved watching her as she danced on top of him, her slender body moving smoothly as she drove inside him. He was enjoying the experience tremendously when she started begging him to do something.
Jay knew it was his cue and pulled her down to him. He kissed her passionately as he flipped her below him and took the wheel. He drove into her hard and then pulled out again and again and again, in and out, in and out until she was clinging onto him for dear life.
“I’m going to come, Jay!” she whispered near his lips.
Yes, that was what he wanted. He wanted her to come for him, and as he drove into her again and again, they did come together, as one, their body connected. Alex felt as though she had just gone to heaven and saw lots of stars exploding before her eyes and knew Jayden would be the only person who’d make her see and experience it.
When she opened her eyes, she saw him watching her. He was sweating and his eyes were intense on her face.
Suddenly, he cupped her face and kissed her passionately again, as though he’d never let her go.
“I love you,” he said into her mouth.
When he pulled back, she whispered, “I love you too.”
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CHAPTER 24
Beth picked up the delicate china cup and took a sip of her Earl Grey tea. Though she knew the tea was simply delicious, she didn’t taste the flavor. It was bland.
She put down the cup and glanced at Britney, who she now thought was dressed way too sexy for a simple afternoon tea in a cafe.
“Thanks for coming to meet me on such short notice, Britney,” she began.
“No problem, Beth,” Britney said, waving her hand in the air.
“I want to get straight to the point.” Beth continued, eyeing the young woman sharply.
“Yes?” Britney said. “Look, Beth, I’ve tried my hardest.”
“Yes, I know that.”
“What did you mean things have changed, when I was at your house the other day?”
“Things certainly have changed, Britney. You must know already that Jayden and Alex are engaged to be married?”
“They haven’t officially released that information yet,” Britney argued. “You know that.”
“Yes, that is true. But I have come to the conclusion that I shall let bygones be bygones. If Jayden loves Alex and they want to get married, I have no objection to that.”
“What?” Britney snapped. “This isn’t right, Beth. You said so yourself you want me as your granddaughter-in-law and not that bitch!”
Beth narrowed her eyes dangerously at the choice of words Britney used. Why she never saw this side of Britney before was beyond her. Perhaps she was blind to Britney’s real character because she was convinced Britney would be the perfect woman for Jayden.
“Things change, Britney. Jayden doesn’t love you,” she said simply.
“I can make him love me,” Britney replied sharply.
“If he could love you, Britney, he would have done so a long time ago. You had many opportunities.”
“It’s because of her. She ruined our plans,” Britney gritted out in frustration.
“Is that why you asked Kyle to rape her?” Beth queried, her brows raised, her face a mask of anger and disgust.
Britney was shocked. “How did you know that?”
“I’m such an old fool, aren’t I, Britney? You know very well what I can do to you in light of society. But since your father is a family friend, you are still invited to Kelly’s wedding. Mind you, don’t you do anything stupid because I won’t put up with it.” She stood, smiled coldly, and then left.
Britney gritted her teeth and then growled loudly. She picked up the pot of tea and smashed it to the tiled floor, pieces of china shattering everywhere. A waiter came rushing, only to stop short in shock as Britney shoved him back and stalked to the door.
In her convertible, she flipped on her cell, dialed the numbers, and shouted into the phone, “It’s time for plan B!”
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DUNEDIN, NEW ZEALAND
The BMW convertible came to a screeching stop in a quiet cul-de-sac. Mary put the car in park, handbrake on, turned the engine off, and stepped out. She scanned about the 1920’s bungalow in distaste before she headed to the front door. She waited impatiently after giving the bell a couple of rings.
The moment the door opened, Mary smiled charmingly. “Hello? Is this Alexandra Stewart’s house?”
Jacob nodded. “Yes. But Alex isn’t home.”
Mary shrugged her shoulders. “I know. Can I come in?”
“Are you a friend of Alex’s?”
“Sort of.” Mary moved into the house without an invitation. “Nice,” she murmured, looking around.
“You’re Alex’s work colleague?” Jacob led her to the living area.
“No. I’m her ex-classmate. We went to high school together.”
“I see.” Jacob showed her the seat, and Mary took it without hesitation. “I didn’t get your name.”
“Oh, it’s Mary St. Clair.”
“Beautiful name,” Jacob commented.
“I know.”
“Do you want something to drink?”
“No, thank you. Look, Mr. Stewart, I’m here for a reason,” she began. “It’s about Alex.” With Jacob’s look of confusion, she continued. “I’m very concerned about her. Aren’t you? I mean, she’s just up and gone like that.”
“It’s only for a couple weeks.”
“A couple of weeks? But surely?”
“What are you concerned about? Alex will be back next week.”
“But I don’t follow. Why would Alex be back next week when she plans to stay away forever? I mean, she’s run off with a man who has no intention of marrying her, and she knows it.”
Jacob was confused. “But Alex is in New York for a conference.”
Mary laughed. “And you believe her? That she really is at this conference? A medical laboratory science conference in New York? I find that very hard to believe.”
“What are you implying?”
“That Alex has run off with a man. She’s secretly with him. She’s his mistress. Don’t you know that? He’s already married.”
Jacob clutched his chest. His vision started to blur. “She told us—”
“Mr. Stewart, are you okay?”
“I—”
“Mr. Stewart?” Mary watched as Jacob collapsed onto the floor. She rushed down to touch his pulse. She sighed with relief. He was still breathing. Then she heard a voice coming through from the front door.
“Honey? I’m home.” Mali appeared. “Oh God! What happened?”
“He collapsed,” Mary said. “I think he’s going to be okay. Look I have to go.”
Before Mali could ask her to stay and help or question her as to why she was there, Mary grabbed her handbag and rushed out the door.
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CHAPTER 25