Page 61 of Revealing Mark

“Here we’re all frantic with worry and you’re meeting up with a strange man in a hotel.” Mark glared at Sebastian over my shoulder.

“Stop, Mark, it’s not what it looks like,” I said, very aware of what it would look like without all the details.

“Really? Then explain it to me.” His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath.

I looked back at Sebastian over my shoulder.

“Can we reschedule this?” I asked Sebastian. “I have to handle this.”

He nodded. “Call me if you need anything.” His eyes moved to Mark, who pushed against my hold.

“She won’t need anything from you,” Mark retorted, flexing his shoulders.

“Stop it.”

Sebastian retrieved his jacket and walked past Mark without giving him a second look. He gave me one last look before he left.

It was only when the door closed that I let my hands drop from Mark’s chest.

“I should have known you wouldn’t be able to keep out of it,” I said with a sigh, angry that he kept doing this to me.

“I give a shit. That’s why.”

I was his best friend’s sister, nothing more.

“You’re acting like some jealous jackass,” I shot back with a glare, going to sit down at the small desk.

When he didn’t immediately reply, I studied him. “You’re jealous?”

“What if I am?” He gave me a direct look that made my heart skip a beat.

That took me completely by surprise. “I don’t know.” I had too much going on to decipher how I felt about that. “Maybe if you fuck someone else it will wear off.” I brushed it off, unable to deal with the emotion of him in the turmoil I was already struggling to manage.

He frowned. “You don’t get it, do you?” He moved closer to sit across from me. “I don’t want to see you with other guys.”

I wasn’t sure exactly what that meant.

With a frustrated sigh, he leaned closer. “I don’t want anyone else.” He looked uncomfortable while he spoke the words, like it was something he wasn’t used to doing.

A warmth spread in my chest. “But you said—”

“I know what I said, but that was… before.”

Wow. I hadn’t seen this coming. I didn’t know what to say. For a moment, I was speechless.

“Are you going to tell me who the guy is?” he asked, his jaw tense. And with that, he ruined the moment we were having.

Mentioning Sebastian was enough for my defenses to come up. I didn’t want to play with his emotions but I needed to make a point.

“I’ll tell you everything if you tell me why you don’t have any photos of your family.” I arched an eyebrow at him, knowing he wouldn’t.

“That’s not the same.”

“Really? From where I’m sitting, it looks exactly the same.”

He shook his head, moving away from me to put some distance between us. “It isn’t.”

“Then tell me how it’s different.” There seemed to be one rule for him and another for me.