Chapter 84

• WEST'S POV
• Why can't I control myself about her? Why do I keep getting drawn in? I've never had to force myself on a woman before; women always came to me. I mean, I have the face, the muscles, and the cash, and for the longest time, I've always had the pretty girls in the pretty car. I push my way into the suite. It's understandable that Sam will not talk to me now. I know I messed up.
• "I'm sorry." I try to touch her arm, then think better of it; she doesn't like being touched; she suffered in her previous relationship... I have no idea; I'm guessing.