Chapter 19

• He doesn't want to touch me? That's it. Of course, that's got to be it! Why else will a man known for using, and dumping girls refuse free pussy thrown at him? God, that makes me sound like a fúcking whore. What the hell is wrong with me Sinclair doesn't have to tell me twice before I move off his laps, and slide out of the door through the backseat like I've been chased.
• "Goodnight. " I whisper as I move past his side, and he gives no response as I stalk towards the house.
• Shutting the door behind me, and leaning against it with a heavy breath; I shut my eyes, and allow my body to relax.