ScarlettPOV
He seemed to understand this time and got to his feet.
I stared at it for a few seconds, then reached over and locked it.
I had to remember that even in my house, I needed to keep the bedroom door locked.
Jaxen hadn’t technically done anything terrible.
That was almost the problem.
He just appeared whenever he wanted.
And now he’d noticed the new clothes.
I couldn’t afford to let him figure out what I was doing for Ryan.
The job paid twenty-five thousand each time I played the role.
I needed that money.
More importantly, I didn’t understand why I felt guilty.
I was divorced. I wasn’t cheating on him. I wasn’t betraying anyone.
If I wanted to date someone openly, that was my right.
The problem was that Jaxen had already made it clear he couldn’t stand the
