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and lied to
me about it! I understand that he used me! I understand plenty now,
Jameson! I understand plenty!” I cried and buried my face in my
hands.
    Jameson sighed and pulled me to him again as
he wrapped his arms tightly around my body. I struggled in vain for
a few seconds before completely giving up and giving my body over
to him. My knees were weak with the shame and grief that I felt and
he walked over to a box and sat on it, pulling me onto his lap. He
pulled my head to his chest, holding me gently, and allowed me to
cry for a few minutes before he said anything.
    I felt like an utter fool. I allowed myself
to think that Archer had genuinely cared for me; that he was
telling the truth back up in his office on opening night when he
said he lied the night before about not having feeling for me. I
was unbelievably disappointed in myself. I saw him kissing Aoife
but I still secretly and immaturely harbored hope that he liked me;
that it was somehow all a misunderstanding. Now I knew that he was
nothing more than a lying womanizer. He was married to Aoife and he
tried to have an adulterous fling with me on the side. I am no
one’s plaything , I angrily thought, wiping the heavy tears from
my eyes and clinging tighter to Jameson’s rock hard chest. Lesson learned. I won’t make that same mistake with him
again .
    I would be sure not to let Archer know that
Aoife had told me about their marriage tonight. I didn’t want him
thinking that that was the reason why I wasn’t melting around him
anymore like some sick, pathetic puppy dog. I wanted him to think
that I made the decision on my own; that I no longer wanted him of
my own accord, not because of his marriage. I didn’t want to give
him the satisfaction of knowing that I actually cared about
him.
    “Skye, there is so much you don’t know,”
Jameson said when my tears had finally slowed to hiccups. “I should
have told you, but it wasn’t my place,” he said, sorrow and regret
lacing his voice.
    I looked up into his eyes and lightly hit his
chest. “Shut up, Jameson,” I said tiredly. “None of this is your
fault. You did the right thing by not telling me anything. He is
your brother, your blood; your loyalty is to him alone. I do not
now, nor will I ever, hold anything against you because of it.”
    He reached his hand around and gently wiped
the tears from my face with the back of his hand and thumb. “I
can’t stand to see you cry, Skye,” he said honestly in a gentle
whisper.
    I shook my head with a humorless chuckle and
looked up into his eyes. “I can stand it when I cry, either,
Jameson.” I sighed and voiced something that had been bothering me
for days. “Why are you still being nice to me when I so obviously
don’t deserve it? I know I hurt you when I kissed Archer, Jameson.
It was so wrong of me. I made a huge, ridiculously stupid
mistake.”
    He bent down and lightly kissed a soft, slow
trail across my forehead. I sighed, closed my eyes and melted into
his comforting touch. There was something about being kissed on my
forehead that made everything wrong suddenly right in my world. Why do I always fall for the bad guys ? I wondered. I went
after bad boy Archer and look what happened! Here is Jameson, the
sweetest guy I’ve ever met in my life, and he’s here kissing away
my tears over his brother. I desperately wanted the good guy
for once. I desperately wanted a man like Jameson to love me. I
desperately wanted to deserve his love. I was tired of being hurt,
played with, and stepped on. If I don’t make up my mind soon,
Jameson may not be there when I finally do . My heart ached at
that possibility. There had been something really special between
Jameson and me before I went and screwed it all up with his
brother. I should have never allowed myself to get blinded by
Archer’s good looks. Jameson is who I wanted. But will he want
me ? Will he forgive me ?
    I lifted my head an inch and allowed Jameson
to softly kiss each of my eyelids