Anger burned in Kate's eyes.

What a jerk. Before they slept together, he'd been so attentive-gentle, thoughtful, even though he knew she was in love with Shawn. He acted like he cared, like he was willing to wait. But the second he got what he wanted, it was like he couldn't be bothered anymore.

Was all that tenderness just an act?

Kate stewed in silence, resentment simmering inside her as she waited. It was already one thirty by the time Wilson finally woke up.

"Wilson, you said you'd arrange a private jet for me. Can I leave today?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Wilson barely opened his eyes before rolling on top of her, pinning her down. "Babe, what's the rush? Let me have a little fun first, then we'll talk.”

Kate wanted to scream. Biting her tongue, she forced herself to give him what he wanted.

Ten minutes later, he rolled off her, looking completely satisfied.

was left sore

out, her voice

her off, already annoyed. "Yeah, yeah, fine.

shut her mouth, knowing it was pointless

kid. Flashy cars, pretty girls, maybe some jewelry or designer bags-sure. But a private jet for an international flight? That

a friend— someone whose family

an international jet flight wasn't simple; you had to file paperwork and get approval days in advance.

"Steve, can you do

and Steve agreed without hesitation. "No problem. Just have her bring her ID to my assistant and we'll get her

Steve," Wilson said,

up, Kate slipped her arms around his waist. "Wilson,

with me instead of Shawn. Now

right where it hurt. Her anger and heartbreak bubbled up

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