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“With who? Caleb?”
    “Caleb’s in Markston .” She stared
up at the ceiling. It was painted a soft black, just like the rest of the room.
The bed she was laying on was king size, a manly black and white stripped
comforter covering the black sheets.
    “Keeping track of him?”
    “Not as much as I should you.” Ashleigh glanced over at a
picture on the nightstand, frowning as she sat up in bed. She picked up her
laptop and stood. “He’s a good boy. You’re not.”
    “Sleeping with the enemy sounds quite fun.”
    “I’m not your enemy.” She set the
computer on the dresser then took in her reflection in the mirror. She picked
at her hair as she made a sour face. “So, anyway…” Letting out a small sigh,
Ashleigh made her way to the window and peered outside. There was a small
acreage of land below and a large pool to her right. This was a very expensive
house, one that she could never afford on her own. “What do you want?”
    “Can I apologize?”
    “Sure.” It was empty outside, the lawn perfectly manicured.
Red roses freshly planted in the pots greeted her gaze.
    “I’m—"
    She continued, “But I’m not accepting it.” Turning up her
nose, she went back to the bed. She sat down, unnecessary forcefulness in her
action. She grabbed the remote and turned on the big screen television. She
began circling through the menus as she searched for some music.
    “I still want to say it.”
    “Okay.” She turned on one of Armageddon's songs. The sound
quality was awesome, and though she had it turned down, the beat still pulsed
through her.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “And?"
    “What’s the and ? I don’t understand.”
    “Don’t ever do it again, Aiden!” Speaking through her teeth,
she glared at the screen. “I mean it! I’m not some puppet you can control to
act out some sick fantasy you have.” She angrily tossed the remote onto the
mattress and focused more on the conversation. “Being a fan is one thing, but
trying to rape me with your magic is another. That’s way creepy, Aiden!
Disturbing and sick!”
    “I’m sorry.” Aiden’s voice was calm, but annoyed. “I thought
we were joking around—like you do with Caleb—acting out fantasies from your
books.”
    “What? Are you serious?” Shaking her head, her jaw dropped.
She was fuming. Her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily. “Acting out
fantasies, Aiden! Seriously?”
    “Yeah. Caleb’s your Drake, and I’m your Nicolas. Don’t say
you didn’t want it too.”
    “I did not! My God, Aiden—those are just characters! Those
aren’t my fantasies!”
    “Then, why the obsession with Caleb? Wasn't sleeping with
him your fantasy ?”
    “You want to act out a fantasy, Aiden?” Pushing her lips together tightly, Ashleigh glared out the window. Her
eyes narrowed on the gardener tending to the roses. “Then, let me suck you dry,
you fucking prick!” She quickly hung up the phone then dialed another number.
Her chest rose and fell quickly as she tried to calm herself. The phone rang
several times then went to voicemail. "Damn it!" She angrily tossed
it away.
    Then, the calls started to come in. Aiden wasn’t giving up.
She grabbed her cell and blocked his number. After a few minutes of silence,
Ashleigh picked up her laptop and started writing again.
    But then, he called using another number. She’d had it.
Growling, she quickly stormed out of the room. She yelled down the hallway,
“Nathan! Get up here, right now!” He was there before she realized it, and his
sudden appearance made her fall back a step. Licking her lips nervously, she
tried to pretend he hadn't scared her. “Hi.”
    “Where’s the fire, lady?” Nathan scratched his nose, his
actions jumpy as he observed her angry expression.
    “Tell this stalker to fuck off." She shoved her phone
into his hand. "He won’t leave me alone, and it's driving me nuts.”
    “Who is it?” Nathan glanced down at the cell.
    “Does it matter?” Crossing her arms over her chest,