“You’re back under my control, Emily.”
My nipples beaded against his firm muscles. “I thought that you and I…”
“No.”
“I’ll find him without you,” I breathed.
“Impossible. It’s Xavier, remember?”
Pushing him away and finding my footing, I said, “I can try.”
“Did he come to you?” James narrowed his gaze on me. “Has he gotten a message to you?”
“He gave me a new violin.”
“But other than that there’s been no contact between you?”
“The invitation?”
“Iplaced it in the violin. He wouldn’t know about it.”
“You came into my house? When?”
“When you weren’t there.”
Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to hide the shame I felt at believing we could ever be lovers again.
He rubbed his hands together. “I need to clean up.”
“You and I, James, what are we to each other?” The words slipped from me.
“We fucked a little. It was pleasant.”
“I’m leaving.”
“With what?” He forced a smile. “Your bank account is closed.”
“I have money—”
“I froze your account.” He leaned back. “You broke our contract, Emily. You disobeyed me.”
“How?”
“You went on the yacht.”
“How can you be so cruel?”
“You knew what I was capable of, Em.”
I swallowed hard. “You think me being here will draw him back to us?”
To me.
“We must be imaginative.”
“How do you mean?”
“We must stir Xavier’s protective side. Have him want to save you.”