Chapter 8
He tried and he failed. Honestly, what else could he do at this point? She could barely even look at him. It was as if she was a completely different person from the woman he spent one of the best nights of his life with. He hadn’t been lying when he’d told her that. He needed her to know. She wasn’t just another girl he messed around with; she meant something.
Clearly, he didn’t mean anything to her or she would remove that stick she had wedged so far up her ass and give him another chance. But no, all she cared about was twisting his damn words around and making him sound like some insensitive asshole when that was the farthest thing from who he was.
So what if only a few days prior he decided it was for the best for them to go their separate ways? She had a kid, and he had
