His blue eyes widened. “You’re breaking up with me?” For the first time in their four months together, Jessica saw a dent in his armor of self-assurance. “No one has ever broken up with me. Ever.”
Fuckin’ A, he totally missed the point. “What did you expect? That I’d be happy as your little toy?”
His cocky grin returned. “Well, aren’t you? You never complain in the bedroom.”
She had no complaints in the bedroom. Their bodies were made for each other. Their sexual appetites perfectly in sync. It was everything else that didn’t work between them. “I’m leaving, Sed.”
She hesitated. This was his last chance to make things right between them. All he had to do was admit he was wrong to try to control her life. Wrong to think of her as an object instead of a person. A person he supposedly loved enough to be his wife.
She waited. Wanting him. God, she always wanted him. As overbearing and arrogant as he was, she wanted him. She did not, however, need him.
“I don’t think you will.” He chuckled. “You’re not strong enough to leave me.”
Jessica snatched her acceptance letter off the table and proved him wrong.