Katherine's POV
Munch cakes?
He was hilarious. I found it amusing that he led a business empire with that brain.
The night was just getting better and I felt like I could survive it... until he went tense.
I traced his eyes to what he was staring at and my eyes widened at the lady walking toward us.
Melissa.
I knew it was her even though we hadn't been introduced.
She was... beautiful.
I could picture her wrapping men perfectly around her perfectly red manicured fingers. I felt a bit insecure that she was Jack's ex and I hated myself for the way I felt.
I doubted I was the only one who felt like that because of her. I watched the way she carried herself as she got closer to us. She carried herself like a woman who knew she deserved the attention and caress of men, and the admiration and hatred of women.
She had an innocent face but I wasn't fooled by that. I knew ladies like that tended to be more sly than anyone else.
Her innocent face was part of her allure. Men would fall for the damsel in distress look or the weak goddess look and want to be there for her.
They wouldn't know she was stronger and slyer than she looked until she milked them dry.
I would rather eat wood than trust a redhead, especially the one walking toward us at the moment with her attention on my man.
Yeah, I thought that right. My man. Jack was my man even if this was fake and I wouldn't let this sly dove take him from me before I was ready to let him go.
"Jack," she grinned as she covered the distance between them and launched her arms around him.
What!
I struggled to keep my expression blank.
She didn't just embrace him, did she?
I watched with fury coiling and steaming in my belly as she moved closer to him, pushing her boobs up against his chest.
I hated this contract I had with Jack. I wanted to pull her away from Jack like a normal girlfriend would do but I was afraid that he would tell me I had no right to do that.
So I stayed still, pretending like I wasn't bothered. I couldn't help the annoyance on my face though. I glanced at John and noticed him staring at me. He had an odd look on his face like he was trying to figure something out.
I looked away from him, wondering what his deal was anyway.
He knew how his brother felt about Melissa and he invited her over. If I had thought he was annoying the other night, he was a douchebag at the moment.
I glanced at Jack and scowled. He wasn't embracing Melissa back but stood there like a frozen statue but for doing that too, I was mad at him.
He shouldn't be standing there, he should be pushing her back.
Finally, Melissa admitted that the man she had her hands wrapped around wouldn't do the same for her and stepped back.
"Finally," I whispered under my breath and relaxed a bit.
Melissa scoffed and arched her eyebrows at Jack. "I expected a better welcome than that."
"Be grateful I did nothing. If you were a man, I would have rearranged your teeth with my fist."
She winced. "Jack. I didn't expect you to be aggressive."
"You expect me to kiss you after what you did?"
Now, I was curious to know what she did and why she was shameless about it if it was something that Jack was still mad at.
I didn't like that he was still affected by what she did. I wondered if that meant that she had a hold on him. I didn't like that.
She shrugged. "You don't have to kiss me. I won't mind if you do though."
My eyes almost popped out at that moment. Was she kidding?
Jack looked at her like he was disgusted. "I don't want to kiss you. Why would I want my tongue down the throat of a snake?"
She chuckled. "I bet I wasn't a snake when you couldn't resist kissing me then."
I winced.
Jack hissed. "The past is called the past for a reason, Melissa. Please refrain from talking about unnecessary things, it's an insult to my fiancee." He said and pulled me closer, wrapping his hand around my waist.
"Fiancee?" she said the word like it tasted like dung on her tongue.
It probably did.
She finally glanced at me, looking at me like she couldn't believe Jack was with me.
Hey, what is wrong with me?
I wanted to punch off the look on her face. I didn't mind that I had felt insecure with her presence, she didn't have to ruin my esteem.
"Who would believe that Jack Sanchez would propose to a lady?" she sneered.
I winced at her words. Jack never proposed to me, except I delude myself into calling him shoving a contract in my face and offering money a proposal.
It might not be a romantic proposal but it was a proposal still. I sighed, not feeling better with that thought.
"I guess it wasn't hard for Jack to propose to a lady who is worth it." He retorted.
What a smooth liar. I almost shook my head but I felt good that I was the woman by his side at the moment and not the one he didn't want.
I felt silly.
She winced and recoiled at the insult and I thought we were done.
Obviously not as she spoke again.
"I heard you were getting married and was stunned. I couldn't believe it and decided to check for myself." She glanced at me. "I still can't believe it."
Damn, she didn't know how to give up.
"Then you must be blind or dumb." Jack hissed, taking the words right from my mind.
"Don't you think you are being too harsh, Jack?" She groaned, moving closer and running her fingers down his chest.
I didn't like her. Not one bit.
He flung her fingers away and I wanted to dance.
"Don't touch me again, Melissa." He growled.
"Let's go, baby." He said and moved away, tugging me along with him.
"What did you call her when you were dating?" I asked after we had walked a few distance away from John and Melissa.
For his sake, I hoped he didn't call her baby.
I risked a glance behind me and saw Melissa shooting daggers at me with her eyes and John still looking like he wanted to know why humans had one head and not four.
"What?" he glanced at me like I had grown four heads.
"Did you call Melissa baby while you were dating?"
"Does it matter?"
"Don't call me that."
"Katherine," he sighed and I almost felt guilty.
"Don't call me pet names you called your ex when you are finding one for me. I don't like her." I explained when he kept looking at me like I wasn't making sense.
I probably wasn't. I wasn't making sense to myself either.
It was a contract marriage. Why did I keep forgetting that?