Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 75

GRACE

I hurry out of work and don’t look back.

I can feel Gus’s heavy gaze on my back. And his disappointment is like a blanket that continues to cling to me.

I cross the parking lot and stop, seeing a familiar figure standing not far away, as if he had intentionally been waiting for me.

"Jay," I call out in surprise and ran toward him. "Why are you here?"

"I got off work early today, so I came to pick you up," he says, reaching for my hand.

He threads our fingers together.

It’s like a current spreads from our joined hands.

Does he feel it too?

"Did you reject him properly?" Jay asks nonchalantly.

From the corner of my eye, I see Gus walking to his car.

He likely overheard.

"Yes, I've made it clear I do not want him and that there is no future for us," I say. My words might be hurtful to Gus, but a temporary pain is better than a longer one.

Part of me hurts a bit too. Not in a romantic sense. More just a sense of loss for the life I thought I’d have, and what it turned out to be. “But I don’t think he will suffer long or waste too much time on me. He can find a better woman.”

”So, you were holding onto Gus while getting it on with another man!" Farah's voice suddenly sounds out.

I rub my temple feeling a headache coming on. The world seemed never to lack people like Farah Steele. I would say something snarky to that effect, and that maybe Farrah should spend some time in jail—it was filled with nasty people just like her. But I don’t bother engaging.

Jay all but growls at the woman behind them.

I grab his arm.

I seriously doubt he’d lose control of his wolf. But he’s furious just now on account of me.

“Don’t Jay. She isn’t worth it.”

“I’m not worth it?” Farah gasps. “You’re the low-life convict and you want to look down on me!?”

Jay calms immediately. He smiles down at me. ”So this is the one who spread the rumors about you,” he says quietly as if Farrah had just confirmed what he’d suspected.

Farah slaps her hands on her hips. ”So what if I was? I did this for everyone's sake. We all have the right to know if the people around us have committed a crime. If she is afraid that others will find out about it, then she shouldn't have done it in the first place!"

Jason lets out a soft laugh. "It's good that you admit to it."

After that, he no longer paid attention to Farah. He turns to me. "Sister, let's go. I don't want to bother with this woman anymore."

“Okay.”

I sling my arm through Jay’s and we walk away.

When we hit the main road, I tug him left when he turns right toward our apartment.

"I got my paycheck today,” I say. “Let's go shopping and have a good meal. We haven't had a good meal out since we met."

"Then let's go and have a good meal," Jason says. "But I'll treat you. After all, I've been earning money too, and you've been taking care of me all this while. I want to take you out. I should’ve suggested it.”

“O-okay.”

But from the way Jay said it…his tone makes it sound like it’s a ‘date’.

We walk to a restaurant I used to go to.

In the past, me and my law firm colleagues would often come here to have a meal after work. At that time, eating here was like having a work meal.