“That’s fine.” Jain waved him off.
“Are you sure? It’s nearly over anyway, I won’t be too long. We will probably just finish off with some bevvies...”
Julian leaned down and kissed Jain briefly on the lips as I strode past him to the door. My stomach churned with envy as I held the door open for Jain, inhaling her scent as she walked by.
“I’ll get us a cab,” I muttered as she nodded wordlessly.
Luckily a cab had just dropped someone off, so we managed to climb in quickly.
We sat facing out of our respective windows, the tension almost unbearable.
“Where to mate?”
The taxi driver asked in a bored tone, and before I could answer, Jain gave my address.
I didn’t respond, sighing heavily.
“You didn’t tell Vada you’d left,” Jain whispered faintly, and I shrugged.
“I couldn’t care less, to be honest. How are you feeling?”
I turned to gaze at her as she lifted her eyes to mine.
“Confused,” she whispered, her words hoarse.
My heart sped up in my chest when her teeth sank into the flesh that was her bottom lip.
“Why?”
I knew why, but I had to ask.
“Because in two weeks I’m getting married, yet I’m sitting here gazing at you,” Jain murmured as I shuffled over to her, my hands stroking her face softly.
My phone rang in my pocket, and Jain’s eyes saddened.
“That’s probably Vada,” she sighed, and I reluctantly dragged it out of my pocket.
“Hello?”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Vada screeched as I held the phone away from my ear.
“No, Vada, I’m not. Do me a favour. Stay at your mother’s tonight. I need some space.”
Jain raised her eyes to mine as I studied her carefully.
“Fine, Evan. Fine. You know what, fuck you.” Vada spat.
The line went dead, and I knew I was in trouble.
Not that I give a fuck.
“It looks like I’m dumped,” I murmured, aware of the proximity of our bodies. The heat rose between us, the air suddenly thick once again.
“I’m sorry,” Jain said quietly, as I tipped her head back to expose her neck.
“I’m not,” I replied simply, my lips inches away from her creamy flesh.
She groaned immediately and moved away.
