Traded Once, Gone Forever
My fiancé, Aaron Willis, treated me like a prize he could toss across a poker table.
One drink, one careless joke, and he lost me to his twin brother, Kevin Willis.
They were both heirs to the Redwood Pack.
I didn't cry or make a scene.
I acted like I didn't know a thing and followed that quiet, cold wolf out the door. I stayed in his bed the entire night, tangled up with him until morning.
At dawn, when Aaron came looking for me, I made sure I was wearing Kevin's shirt. Right in front of the staff, I let my voice turn soft and teasing as I complained about how out of control he had been the night before.
Then I let one of Kevin's heirloom cufflinks slip loose and roll straight to Aaron's feet.
His face went instantly gray, the arrogance in his eyes shattering.
I rose onto my toes, slipped my arms around his neck, and murmured against his ear, "The way you had complete control over me last night… I really liked it."