Chapter 20

• JADE
• I sat on the chair at the countertops at the bar downing alcohol. I hated this feeling. I wanted to be the one on Saint's thighs and have his hands deep in my dress. I hated that he was with her and I hated that it felt like I was trying too hard. I hated the jealousy that burned in my heart with rage at just the thought of her and him together.
• Just the other day, he had called me his woman and was angry that I got hurt and then what now? He was acting differently?