Page 51 of Big Daddy to Go

“That’s because you’re nothing like Jason,” I explain, walking over to him and trying to pull his shoulder toward me.

He pulls away from me. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

I’m full-on crying at this point. No matter how many tears I wipe away, they keep on coming.

“Listen to me, Kane…”

“Why should I listen now? I tried to get you to open up, and you always changed the subject. You had plenty of opportunities to tell me you were replacing your ex with me.”

“I wasn’t trying to replace Jason!”

“Then what were you trying to do?! Huh, Lexi?”

He’s screaming in my face, and I back away, not used to seeing him so mad.

“I thought if I could just be with someone else…”

“That you could get over him? So you hit on his doppelganger? I still don’t even know how the fuck we look so much alike,” Kane says, running his fingers through his hair.

“I never loved him.”

Kane snorts. “Then why were you marrying him? Why did he stand you up at the altar and not the other way around?”

Wow, I can see how much Kane wants to hurt me.

I swallow. “I didn’t think I could do better. Everyone raved about Jason because he was rich and beautiful…”

“He’s rich, too?” Kane laughs. “How fucking wonderful.”

“Come on, that’s not fair. I didn’t know you were rich when I met you.”

“How do I know this isn’t some game to you? Maybe you have a type. Tall, dark, handsome, and rich… and when we realize we’re just part of your Stepford mold, we walk away. Like Jason did. Like I’m doing.”

“What? What are you saying?”

“Maybe what you really need is therapy because I’m not going to be part of this weird Jason stand-in thing you’ve got going on.”

“Are you listening to me?” I step closer to him. “I don’t care about Jason. He’s an asshole. Kane, please…” I plead with him, grabbing his hand.

He shoves me just hard enough to get me away from him.

“Get the fuck out, Lexi.”

I want to think of something I can say to redeem myself, but all I can do is stand there and tremble.

“Get out… now!” Kane roars.

I can hear Kayla barking from her room as I hurry out of the penthouse in tears. It was all inevitable—Kane and I ending this way—but I still had hoped it would be different for us. Kane is too good to be true. It was bound to end in disaster, but still, I’d hoped we’d have a future together. I was beginning to get used to being treated well by a real man.