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didn’t really believe it. “She must have left her phone out in the main area. Somebody probably picked it up.”
“I’m sure,” Thea agreed quickly.
“Yeah. It’s good that she’s training,” he said, beginning to pace. “She used to be a real gym rat. She’s been pushing it off too much lately.”
“In the time I’ve known her, she hasn’t gone much. I’m always surprised she can maintain all those muscles. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear she was using some kind of voodoo,” Thea joked weakly.
She jumped as Chance put the phone down too hard on the bedside table.
“She’s not ,” he said darkly.
Oh. She’d hit on a nerve.
And then it clicked.
Miss Sharp didn’t have something on Chance. She had something on Jade.
That explained everything. Chance was risking it all for Jade, and she was treating him like trash.
Thea felt her friendship with Jade tear irreparably.
“Of course not,” she said in a tone she hoped sounded more convincing than it felt. “And I’m sure she’s fine right now. So some guy answered her phone? So what? You’re right, probably just someone from the gym.”
She wouldn’t say more. She would not .
But Thea felt her anger at Jade coming to a boil.
No, she needed to walk away. This wasn’t her concern.
Thea Harlow was good at a lot of things. Walking away had never been one of them. The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“It’s not like he had some sexy Italian accent or something,” she finished lightly.
Chance froze, his big body silhouetted in the lamplight.
“Who is he?” he asked at last, his voice flat.
Shit. What the hell was she doing?
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” she tried off, wishing she could take it back.
“Who is he?” Chance roared, turning to her, his eyes blazing. Not just with the intensity of his anger. She swore for a moment his eyes were actually glowing. Must have been a trick of the light.
“Just some dumb photographer from the promo the other night,” she admitted. “I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s none of my business.”
“No,” he spat. “It’s not.”
“Chance, I’m sorry.” She rose, reaching instinctively for his shoulder to comfort him.
He pulled away.
Well, good job, Thea. You screwed this one up royally. The poor guy didn’t need to know, it doesn’t help him.
And it certainly wasn’t going to make the job any easier.
The room suddenly felt much colder than before.
Thea decided to give him some space.
He didn’t say a word as she slipped her feet back into her shoes and headed out the door.
14
C hance paced the room , burning from the inside out. He was so mad at Thea he could scream.
No.
No, it wasn’t her fault.
He wasn’t even mad at Jade, not really.
He stopped pacing and faced himself in the silver framed mirror.
There. That was who he was mad at.
His own image stared back at him, eyes flashing. For a second, he thought he saw them actually glowing. But when he blinked, only his own dark eyes blinked back.
Chance took a deep breath. He had no right to be mad at anyone else.
He had no right to be surprised, even.
Chance had smelled other men on Jade before. He always told himself it was just from training with male partners. Grappling training sessions were pretty up close and personal. And there weren’t enough women at the gym to give someone like Jade a real challenge.
He’d also seen how she flirted, even when he was around. He just figured it was her personality. He’d sure enjoyed being on the receiving end of it when they first met. He told himself that once she was bonded to him as a mate, she’d change.
He could change her. How had he not realized how stupid that sounded until now?
The truth was, she just wasn’t serious about him. She was young, she was hot, and she was on top of the world. She wasn’t looking to settle down. And when she did it, wouldn’t be with someone like Chance.
Maybe it all came of
“I’m sure,” Thea agreed quickly.
“Yeah. It’s good that she’s training,” he said, beginning to pace. “She used to be a real gym rat. She’s been pushing it off too much lately.”
“In the time I’ve known her, she hasn’t gone much. I’m always surprised she can maintain all those muscles. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear she was using some kind of voodoo,” Thea joked weakly.
She jumped as Chance put the phone down too hard on the bedside table.
“She’s not ,” he said darkly.
Oh. She’d hit on a nerve.
And then it clicked.
Miss Sharp didn’t have something on Chance. She had something on Jade.
That explained everything. Chance was risking it all for Jade, and she was treating him like trash.
Thea felt her friendship with Jade tear irreparably.
“Of course not,” she said in a tone she hoped sounded more convincing than it felt. “And I’m sure she’s fine right now. So some guy answered her phone? So what? You’re right, probably just someone from the gym.”
She wouldn’t say more. She would not .
But Thea felt her anger at Jade coming to a boil.
No, she needed to walk away. This wasn’t her concern.
Thea Harlow was good at a lot of things. Walking away had never been one of them. The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“It’s not like he had some sexy Italian accent or something,” she finished lightly.
Chance froze, his big body silhouetted in the lamplight.
“Who is he?” he asked at last, his voice flat.
Shit. What the hell was she doing?
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” she tried off, wishing she could take it back.
“Who is he?” Chance roared, turning to her, his eyes blazing. Not just with the intensity of his anger. She swore for a moment his eyes were actually glowing. Must have been a trick of the light.
“Just some dumb photographer from the promo the other night,” she admitted. “I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s none of my business.”
“No,” he spat. “It’s not.”
“Chance, I’m sorry.” She rose, reaching instinctively for his shoulder to comfort him.
He pulled away.
Well, good job, Thea. You screwed this one up royally. The poor guy didn’t need to know, it doesn’t help him.
And it certainly wasn’t going to make the job any easier.
The room suddenly felt much colder than before.
Thea decided to give him some space.
He didn’t say a word as she slipped her feet back into her shoes and headed out the door.
14
C hance paced the room , burning from the inside out. He was so mad at Thea he could scream.
No.
No, it wasn’t her fault.
He wasn’t even mad at Jade, not really.
He stopped pacing and faced himself in the silver framed mirror.
There. That was who he was mad at.
His own image stared back at him, eyes flashing. For a second, he thought he saw them actually glowing. But when he blinked, only his own dark eyes blinked back.
Chance took a deep breath. He had no right to be mad at anyone else.
He had no right to be surprised, even.
Chance had smelled other men on Jade before. He always told himself it was just from training with male partners. Grappling training sessions were pretty up close and personal. And there weren’t enough women at the gym to give someone like Jade a real challenge.
He’d also seen how she flirted, even when he was around. He just figured it was her personality. He’d sure enjoyed being on the receiving end of it when they first met. He told himself that once she was bonded to him as a mate, she’d change.
He could change her. How had he not realized how stupid that sounded until now?
The truth was, she just wasn’t serious about him. She was young, she was hot, and she was on top of the world. She wasn’t looking to settle down. And when she did it, wouldn’t be with someone like Chance.
Maybe it all came of
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