Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
What the hell am I doing?
Natasha
I walk down the street toward the café near the hospital that I work at and my phone rings.
“What time is your lunch break? I’m coming to have lunch with you.”
I smile. It’s Jesten.
“Jes, I’m on lunch now.”
“See you in ten. I’m around the corner.” He hangs up. Shit, now I’ve done it.
I wait in the meeting spot near the café and he walks around the corner, smiling broadly. He laughs and pulls me into an embrace and picks me up and spins me around.
“Hey, hot Doc.” He holds me at arm’s length and looks me up and down. “You are especially smoking today.” He winks.
I laugh and he pulls me into an embrace, and we walk down the street with his arm casually draped around me. Why do I feel so comfortable with him?
“Why have you been ditching me?” he asks.
“I haven’t. I’ve just been really busy that’s all,” I sigh.
We eat lunch in comfortable silence, and I am painfully aware of the security trailing us. I have had lunch with Jes heaps of times over the last couple of months and yet now I’m freaking out that someone is going to tell Joshua.
“Have you been going out much?” I ask.
He nods as he shovels in his food. “Yeah. You?”
I shake my head. “Not really. I have just been hanging at the hospital every chance I get.”
“I’ve been training a bit. I’m fighting again next week.”
I roll my eyes. “Please don’t talk to me about your ridiculous sport. It’s embarrassing that you would think I would be remotely interested.”
He smiles broadly as he shovels in another mouthful of food. “My trainer rang me today to tell me that your ex-boyfriend is back in the country and that today he registered to fight.”
I stop with my fork midair. “What?” I stammer as my eyes widen. “He is the only person who has beaten me so far and I have gotten a lot better since then.” I look at him, mortified.
He fake punches his fist. “Can’t wait to take the idiot out.” Holy fuck…can’t be. I grab his arm. “You can’t fight him,
Jesten, he will kill you.”
He narrows his eyes. “Thanks for your confidence but I’m thinking I might kill him instead.”
My eyes widen in horror. “Jesten, I mean it, you have no idea how crazy he can get. When you told me to think of you when I had sex with him, he went insane.” I swallow nervously.
He smirks. “Can’t wait to bait him again.” Oh. My. God.
“So, did you?” he smiles. I frown at him. “Huh?”
“Did you think of me when you had sex?”
“You’re deluded.” I shake my head. “No. Definitely not.” He fake punches his fist again as he smiles.
If I tell Jesten that I am trying to get back together with Josh, he will go crazy and try to kill him and if I don’t tell him he is going to try and kill him anyway. Who am I kidding? Joshua will kill him first in either situation. I put my head in my hands as I try to think of a solution to this dilemma. Shit, shit, shit. This is a frigging nightmare.
My phone beeps a text and I look at the screen. Joshua. I smile broadly.
What are you doing?
My stomach drops and I look around nervously. Shit, is that a trick question? Have the bodyguards told him I am having lunch with a man and told on me. I swallow nervously and text back.
Having lunch with a friend.
What are you doing?
I nervously wait for a reply.
“Have you heard from him?” Jesten asks.
I glance back at my phone as I wait for his text. “Huh who?” I mumble.
“Your ex-boyfriend.”
My eyes snap up from my phone to look at Jes. Shit, another trick question. If I tell him before the fight that I have been seeing Joshua it will only make him angrier.
“Umm, you know, not really.” Why am I such a terrible liar?
He frowns at me. “What does that mean?”
My phone beeps a text and my eyes flick to the screen. Joshua.
Just thinking about how hot you were last night.
My face nearly splits open with glee. “Huh?” he asks again.
I frown, oh shut up, you’re annoying me. I want to be sexting Joshua right now.
“Jes, I don’t go out with anyone who cage fights. End of story.” I stand.
“I need to get back to work,” I say nervously.
“I’ll walk you back.” He gestures to the door and follows me out of the restaurant.
My eyes flick to the bodyguard who is with Max, who is he? And what is he thinking? Is he a snitch?
We get back to work and Jesten grabs me affectionately in an embrace. I stand rigid and evasive as I feel the glare of others on my back.
“Tash, I want to take you on a date,” he whispers into the top of my head.