All Chapters of Jaded: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

LisaThey never got to the pizza and by the sound of her stomach growling loudly the next morning, she realized how badly they should have. Lisa slipped out of Marc's grasp and walked into the small bathroom, needing to take a quick shower and still her racing heart. Everything was so perfect. She was simply waiting for it to crumble in front of her.It would, right?A knock resounded at the door as she slipped under the water. "Come in."Marc walked in, his back to her as he went to the restroom. She adverted her eyes from the thick swell of his ass, knowing that would only make them late on getting back into town. The strong muscles of his back contracted as he stretched and shivered. He turned and smiled.Lisa laughed, enjoying the transparent shower curtain, but not nearly as much as the handsome man on the other side of it seemed to be.Marc moved to the side of the shower, pausing as he glanced at her. She knew he wanted permission, which spoke volumes as to where their relation

MarcMarc walked into the bakery, the quaint little shop completely put together. It was immaculate, the floors and counters spotless. The place was busy with customers. Kari waved them over as soon as they moved through the people in line at the counter."Where's Lisa?" Marc looked around, worry sprouting in his chest."She's behind at work. She said she would be home late tonight, but for you to wait up if you could.""Of course I can." Marc smiled and took a seat beside his sister. He extended his hand to Sicily and looked around. "You not running the place anymore?""I own it, yeah. I'm the brilliance behind the recipes, but I have several people working for me now." She beamed and he couldn't help but smile back."I'm impressed. We were just painting this place a few months ago." Marc turned and extended his hand to a tanned-skinned dude who walked up and extended his first."I'm Drake. Jake's friend.""Oh yeah. Nice to meet you, man." Marc stood and turned to shake the guy’s han

LisaLisa walked into the small cafe that sat at the edge of the bay, her friends already engrossed in some topic of conversation as she approached. No matter how much concealer she applied that morning before work, the dark circles under her eyes gave away the fact that she hadn't slept at all the night before. Marc hadn't come back home. He was headed back to New York, no doubt. His last words to her were hateful and left her feeling like the whore she had always worked to be.If you love them with your body, you don't have to involve your heart. She swallowed the sadness that rose from the pit of her stomach up her throat again. She had gotten so upset just after midnight that she threw up everything she had eaten earlier that day. Her eyes burned as she pulled off her sunglasses and slid into the booth across from her friends."Let's just get this shit over with." She put her purse down and looked up. She needed to push them past their worry, and move them into a good lunch that

MarcHe hadn't been able to get a flight out until just after lunch on Friday. To say his sister was pissed at him would be a mild understatement. Marc had been sitting at the airport for the better part of eighteen hours by the time he loaded the plane to head home, but misery had been his company. How Lisa could do something so vile to him left him breathless. Love hadn't been a part of his past and he was more than assured it wouldn't belong in his future.Nothing hurt more than the death of his father, but seeing his woman wrapped up in a much better version of him came really fucking close. The man she had in her office was older than her... by quite a bit. He reeked of wealth and the possessive way he held her, followed her, comforted her, gave Marc the impression that they had been together before - many times.He swallowed down his regret and got on the plane, finding his seat and sinking down into it. Slipping his headphones on, Marc cranked up the music, not giving two shits

LisaLisa got up early Saturday morning, her client showing being an hour away, but not until just after lunch. She would rather hang out in the office than stay at home and let her friends dote on her. They had tried to get her to watch a movie the night before but she came up with some research related to work that she needed to focus on. The truth was, that for the first time in her life, listening to sappy heart-breaking music and eating chocolate-covered gummy bears sounded better than anything else offered. She almost felt like a teenager again.Having dressed quickly in a cream-colored dress and a beige jacket and heels, Lisa left the house as the sun was rising. A quick glance over her shoulder before getting in the car left her scarred. The beauty of the sunrise over the edge of the bay was breathtaking. It was a moment that captured the essence of beauty. It pressed the desire to love even farther down her throat, as if every sappy commercial and love song on the radio weren