Free Down With Cupid Shorts Bundle by Melissa Blue Page A

big twist to the story is that she wanted a family. In order to start one, I needed a better paying job, something with a bigger take at the end of the day. My sales commission was nothing to sneeze at, but I loved her so I talked myself into an internship for a sport’s agent. They make bank, right? I started to earn big money, but they needed me to travel. A lot.”
    “Oh, hell.”
    He nodded in the dark. “Nothing makes the college girlfriend’s heart grow less fonder than a long distance relationship.”
    “Wait. You didn’t finish college?”
    “Geek, remember? Took college courses starting my junior year in high school. Finished with a year and a half to spare. Now, hush. You’re ruining the buildup.”
    “I know how this ends. Plenty of my friends back then got themselves tangled up in a long-distance thing.”
    “You don’t know the second and unexpected twist.” He lost the battle and let his gaze take in its fill of her. Loose waves of sable strands framed her face, fell a bit over her shoulders. If he couldn’t kill his own urge to want more with her, Sebastian could do his best to kill hers. It wouldn’t be that hard. She already believed him to be heartless and the weekend some sort of fluke. All he had to do was put the final nail in that coffin.
    “The main office sent me back home to scout a player at my alma mater,” he said. “They’d tried before, but he wanted to finish college first then think about going pro. If anyone could talk him into considering signing to an agency, it was me. I also wanted to surprise my girlfriend.”
    He paused, and she held his gaze. She saw the truth on his face even in the dark. “Who was she screwing?”
    “The football player I was sent to sign,” he said. “My girl hadn’t quite been telling the truth all those times we talked about deep stuff. She still wanted to be a cheerleader. In high school she was the best. In college, she couldn’t cut it. She told him the same shtick about wanting a family. He signed with the agency to give her that dream.”
    Her brows knit in confusion. “But a publicist?”
    “Since I hated his ever loving guts, I couldn’t represent him. A publicity firm had heard about me and I let them woo me away. Within the first six months the football player decided to sign with a major team. One of our clients wanted the spot. I made sure he got it.”
    And because she knew the business, Nicole would know what he’d done. Sebastian had dug up every single piece of dirt he could find to make sure no one would touch the man. Too much bad press. The owners had become skittish to sign someone who looked like too much of a risk.
    She gasped, scandalized. “You didn’t?”
    “I did.”
    “I didn’t take you for methodical and cold.” She made a noncommittal noise.
    “I do what needs to be done for the client.”
    “That wasn’t the client. It was revenge for the girl who kebabbed your heart. Different scenario.”
    She wasn’t reacting as he hoped. No look of horror, only understanding. This was not good. This was Sebastian’s ace in the hole to get her to stop looking at him as though he should ignore all the rules he put in place when it came to sleeping with women. A little more time and she’d be out of his system. They could banter and quip until the sun came up, but what would be left between them would be remembered chemistry. Not something that hadn’t burnt itself out.
    “And?”
    “What?” he said.
    “The story doesn’t end there. What happened to them?”
    He didn’t want to tell her that part. “End of story as far as how I got into this business.”
    She pursed her lips and then nodded slowly. “I won’t lie. Your story’s fascinating and puts the younger you in a different light than I imagined, but what happened to the kebabber and the football player?”
    “Doesn’t matter.”
    “Now I know it does.”
    “Moral of the story is I can be ruthless.”
    “So can I.” She tilted her head back,