Page 23 of Tainted Romance

“Is there a point to you being here and annoying me?” I snapped at him as he was making my blood pressure rise and I was too young for a heart attack. “Hurry up, you’re giving me chest pains.”

“I do have that effect on women.”

I left myself wide open for that one. “Get to the point, Taylor,” I growled.

“Has your mom given you the speech yet?” He seemed to be heading towards a reason of why he was here.

“You mean their idea that you and I are…” I swallowed sharply. “Mates?”

He even scrunched his nose up at the word. “Yeah, that.”

Mom was on the right track as I did have a jerk for a mate. It just wasn’t this jerk.

“So, what? We both know it isn’t true.” I snuck a glance at Zane. He was playing on his phone, pretending he wasn’t listening to our conversation.

“Well, they don’t know that. Hell, I think in their world we are mates.” He looked disgusted at the idea. At least that feeling of disgust was shared.

“So, what is your point?”

“I have a dream you see.” He changed the subject completely, which made me wonder about his state of mind. Perhaps he suffered from short-term memory loss.

“That’s nice.”

“In this dream, my car is all fixed up, and I score woman after woman.” His face twisted with desire.

“Ok stop, I don’t want to hear any more.”

“But you see this dream isn’t going to come true until I have my car, which my mom won’t buy until I admit you are my mate.”

“You have to be kidding me.” I gave him the blankest expression I could muster.

“Come on, Allie, we only have to pretend until I get my car and then heck we can tell them it was a joke.”

“No.”

“Allie.”

“NO!” I hissed at him. “Not to point out the flaws in your plan, but she would just take the car away from you when she finds out we lied.”

“But for her to take it away from me, she would have to have the chance, which isn’t going to happen.”

“It’s still a no.”

“Come on, surely, there is something you can get out of your mom too.”

“I want for nothing.”

“Really?” He arched an eyebrow and leaned in closer to me. “Because I think you need a good banging. I’m more than willing to offer my services.”

“I’m more than willing to remove your manhood. Save the female population from bad sex.” I smirked when I saw the hurt dash across his face.

“Come on, Allie, just…” He groaned. “Fine, what do you want?”

“Nothing.”

“So, you will do it for nothing?” He was hoping, and you know what they say, don’t get your hopes up.

“I’m not doing it.”

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