Chapter 268 Is Josh Really Not Into Women?
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Mia thought she’d finally found a face she loved–a guy who was exactly her type–and yet, he had to be into guys. Not girls.
She wanted to say something like, Why can’t you want a woman? Why do you only like men?
But the alcohol had turned her brain into mush. She couldn’t string it together. All she could do was keep repeating the same three words to Josh.
“You don’t work… you don’t work…”
If there was one thing no guy wanted to hear, it was that.
Josh held on as long as he could. But after the fifth time, something in him snapped.
He looked at her, tight–lipped, barely keeping it together. “You haven’t even tried. How the heck would you know if I work or not?”
But Mia just kept going, not realizing how deep she was cutting. “I saw it. You… with a woman. You weren’t working.”
Josh let out a short, sharp laugh–more disbelief than humor. “You didn’t see anything.”
That only made her pout harder. “You don’t work… you just don’t…”
And that was it.
Josh completely lost it.
“You really wanna find out? Fine. I’ll show you.”
Before she could say another word, he scooped her up roughly, tossed her over his shoulder, and marched straight to the bedroom–then dropped her onto the bed with zero ceremony.
Mia’s robe was barely hanging on after all the chaos. The hem had slipped high up her thighs, leaving smooth, pale skin exposed–glowing under the dim light like a magnet pulling Josh in.
Josh’s gaze darkened, and he leaned over her, every muscle tensed with restraint.
“Say the word,” he said quietly. “Just ask me… and I’ll stop.”
But Mia didn’t ask him to stop. She pulled him closer.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she kissed the hollow of his throat–hard. Her mouth lingered, sucking until a deep red hickey marked his skin.
That was it.
Whatever control Josh had left evaporated.
His breath turned ragged. His hand found the edge of her robe and pulled it open without resistance.
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moved slowly down to her ear, pressing soft kisses against her earlobeling, a et sound from her lips.
The tension in the room crackled like electricity.
The air was thick with heat and the sound of two hearts racing wildly in sync. In the stillness of the night, everything else faded away–except the storm building between them.
Sunlight streamed through the crack in the curtains, scattering broken rays across the bed.
Mia’s head was pounding like a drum, and her body felt wrecked–like someone had taken her apart and reassembled her all wrong. Every inch ached, but the worst was down there–a deep soreness that made her suck in a breath.
She forced her eyes open.
The first thing she saw was Josh’s face–unfairly handsome and so close it made her heart lurch.
She froze,
Why is he here?
No… wait. This wasn’t even my room.
What the heck is going on? Am I dreaming? Did I really just have a steamy dream about Joth because I’m that obsessed with his face?
But then the ache in her head and body reminded her–no dream felt this real.
Her gaze drifted lower.
Both of them–half–naked. No shirts. Nothing.
And Josh’s chest and neck? Covered in bruises and bite marks. The kind that only came from one kind of night.
Her heart nearly stopped.
No. Nope. No way. This cannot be real.
She swallowed hard, hand trembling as she lifted the corner of the blanket.
And there it was–the proof. Josh’s very clear and very unmistakable anatomy.
Her entire face flushed red in an instant.
Oh my God… did I really sleep with Josh?
Mia’s eyes darted toward Josh.
He was still fast asleep, his face annoyingly gorgeous in the morning light–but right now, she wasn’t admiring anything.
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Her clothes from last night were ruined–streaked with blood. No way she could put those back on.
With no better option, she reached for something from Josh’s wardrobe.
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The shirt drowned her–baggy and oversized–but she didn’t care. She threw it on and slipped out of the apartment like a ghost.
It wasn’t until about half an hour later that Josh finally woke up.
He opened his eyes slowly, stretching slightly.
Then paused.
The bed beside him was empty.
And just like that, a knot of confusion curled tight in his chest.
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