Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic - Book 2) by Amelia James Read Free Book Online Page A

clueless. "Sure. Thanks." The dark
liquid rippled like waves on the lake. The lake. The pier. Will's truck. Damn
it. "I need to tell you something."
    "Okay." He sat beside me and frowned as something
caught his eye. "What happened to your neck?"
    I tugged at my collar. So much for keeping secrets. "I don't know how to tell you this." The coffee's rich aroma turned
my stomach, and I set it on the table, pushing the mug as far away as possible.
I'd never confessed to cheating before. Will had caught me, but he'd known
anyway. "After our fight, I went to see an old boyfriend."
    His eyes narrowed as he raised his mug. "Is that his
shirt?"
    "Yeah."
    "What happened to yours?"
    "Really?"
    His face went blank, and he let out a long, slow breath.
"No. I'm not stupid, Talia. I knew you wouldn't be able to wait much
longer."
    The room got hot and small. "Then why did you turn me
down? I wanted you." I rushed to the window for some air, slapped the
frame and jiggled the lock. Damn thing won't open!
    He followed. "Don't blame this on me. You wanted sex
tonight for all the wrong reasons."
    I spun and pushed his arm away as he reached around me and
lifted the window pane. "How the hell did you know what my reasons were?
And who are you to decide they're wrong?"
    "I know misdirected lust when I see it. You went to
Denver for a few days, and you came back ready to tear my clothes off. You
didn't miss me that much. Someone else turned you on."
    I touched his bare chest, and his heartbeat caressed my
fingertips. "But I came to you. I left him and came to you . Doesn't
that mean anything?"
    He backed off, rubbing his forehead. "Maybe it did, but
I was too proud to take advantage of that. I want to be the one who gets you
all fired up. Not him."
    That made perfect sense. Will and Alex never cared who made
my pussy drip. They just wanted to fuck me. But Scott wanted to light the stove
and enjoy the meal.
    Scott crossed his arms over his chest, planting his body
between me and the couch. "Were you with him tonight?"
    Is he serious? "How could I have gone to Denver
and back in a couple of hours?"
    "So you slept with a different guy?"
    Shit! Walked right into that. "Yes."
    "Yeah, I guessed you had a lot of men in your
past."
    My legs quivered and I sat down on the window ledge. My hair
fell over my face as I looked at the floor. "I told you that. I told you I
wasn't a good girl."
    "That was kinda hot at the time. But now I know what it
means."
    I shot off the window sill and jabbed my fingernail into his
chest. "And just what do you think it means? That I'm a slut? That you
knew I'd stray? You don't know a damn thing!"
    His jaw clenched. "Enlighten me!"
    "I was fucking both of them! At the same time!"
    His impenetrable stance collapsed, and he sat down.
"Did they know about each other?"
    "They knew. I didn't."
    "What the hell does that mean?"
    My heart pounded in my ears as I paced in front of him.
"They set me up. I dated one, screwed the other, and they planned the
whole thing. They kept me in the dark, burdened with guilt while they played
their perverted sex game."
    "What happened when you found out?"
    I stopped in my tracks and stared straight at him. Pure,
indulgent satisfaction raised my shoulders and lifted my chin. "I fucked
them both."
    "Fucked them or fucked them over?"
    "Both. I made them fulfill my fantasy, and then I gave
them what they deserved."
    He shook his head and sat back. "You are messed
up."
    I looked down my nose at him. "Oh and you're so
perfect. You had no problem putting off sex for over six months. Were you
getting it somewhere else?"
    "No. You told me you wanted to wait. I didn't ask why
because I knew you'd gotten out of a bad relationship. I just didn't know how
perverted it was."
    I drew in a sharp breath. "Don't judge me! We all have
our kinks. Mine is fucking as many men as I want. Yours is dating slutty women
and withholding sex."
    He stood and tried to back me against the window. " You asked me to wait."
    But I