Wanted by Her Lost Love

anger emanating from him. “You’re a bitch, Kelly. Acold, calculating bitch. I gave you everything and youthrew it away for a little gratuitous sex on the side.”She whipped around, the urge to hit him so strongthat she had to curl her fingers into a fist to keepfrom doing just that. “Get out. Get out and don’t evercome back.”His eyes glittered with anger and frustration. “I’mnot going anywhere, Kelly, not until you tell me what Iwant to know.”She bared her teeth. “It’s not your baby. Happy?Now go.”“Is it Jarrod’s then?”“Why don’t you ask him?”“We don’t talk about you,” he bit out.“Well, I don’t want to talk about either of you. I wantyou out of my apartment. It isn’t your baby. Get out ofmy life. I did as you asked. I got out of yours.”“You didn’t give me a choice.”She looked scornfully at him. “Choice? I don’tremember having a choice either. You made thatchoice for both of us.”He stared at her in disbelief. “You’re a piece ofwork, Kelly. Still the innocent martyr, I see.”