Cheaters Anonymous by Lacey Silks Read Free Book Online

cigarettes I remembered, but just as exhilarating. He felt so good. It was almost like the dream I’d had over and over again during the past six years. Although I denied it, I desperately wanted to be back in his arms and to stay there forever. And so I sank into him, holding onto his arms with my hands, grasping the fabric between my fingers, praying that it was dark enough that no one would see my weakness.
    “Jesus, what happened to you, Jules?” he asked, but then he didn’t wait for an answer. I knew he knew. Scar understood me inside out, including my pain. We shared a similar problem in the past, except mine had twisted over the years into a sick compulsion. “It wasn’t a mistake, Jules. I’m glad you’re here. Let’s find a more private spot to talk.”
     

 
    C HAPTER 5
     
    With his hand on my lower back, Scar guided me to a secluded booth. I sank into the plush seat, and he squeezed in beside me. Regardless of the amount of space available, he was as close to me as only a lover could be. It made me feel warm and fuzzy and more wanton than I could handle. I was afraid that if Scar didn’t behave himself, I couldn’t either. Surviving this night would definitely be a challenge. If I could pull through without at least kissing him, I’d call it a success.
    Think of it as a test.
    And what was it with this feeling I had that someone else was still ogling me? It couldn’t be Scar. He was beside me. Yet I couldn’t let go of the eerie chills that swept through my body, even with Scar at my side.
    “You look gorgeous with dark hair.” He curled a lock around his finger.
    “I dyed it a year ago. Just needed a change.” I shrugged. I had it done the day I made the decision to get healthy. I wanted to be a different woman; anything better than a slut.
    “I missed you, Jules.” He signaled a waiter for what I assumed was a drink of his own.
    “Yet you never came to see me,” I said. “It’s been six years, Scar¸, and I didn’t even get a call from you. Nothing but a simple note.”
    “I’m sorry, Jules. But staying away from you was for the best.”
    Yet the story in his eyes told me something entirely different. Fear flashed behind them, along with doubt and confusion. If I were to bet, I’d say that for the past six years, Scar had been fighting demons of his own.
    “For who?”
    “For you and for me. You know how I am. Actually, you’re the only one who knows why I do what I do. And you deserve better than that.”
    Scar had a talent of breaking couples apart. As an instigator, this meant that he’d probably slept with as many women as I had men.
    “I had to remain on my own. After what happened in that cave, I was afraid I couldn’t keep away from you. That phone call from New York was my – and your – savior.”
    How?
    I watched the candle in the middle of the table lighten and darken his face with each flicker. The men took stage and the screams got louder in the club, but all I could do was turn my head to the man at my side and admire his chiseled jaw while the pain in his heart spilled out. His eyes shone, reflecting the glow that illuminated the glass top. He reached for my hand and started drawing circular patterns over my wrist. His mouth curved up slightly, and the next time he looked at me I thought I’d melt right in my seat.
    “I remember the taste of your lips and warmth of your mouth, Jules. I don’t think I can ever forget that night. You were so wet, I still get hard at the memory. I’ve kept myself busy with work so that I wouldn’t pick up the phone and call you, Jules. You understand, don’t you? I am a bastard son who’s only good at breaking couples apart by sleeping with them. That’s why I never called. Because if something ever happened between us, I’d shatter you. I’d do the same thing to you my father did to Mom. My life is so complicated now. I’m the least deserving man of you.”
    Was I holding my breath? It definitely felt like it. If it