Mason:Inked Reapers MC(62)

"Tell me about your mystery man," Kait looked over at her friend, eager to remove the spotlight from herself.



"Well," Anna bounced excitedly, and her cheeks flushed. She was already obviously quite smitten with the new man in her life.



"His name is Robert, and he's in banking."



"Oooh."



"Which means he wears a suit to work."



"I approve."



"I know right?" Anna was giggling merrily to herself. "And he's such a  gentleman! Before he left my place, he made me a cup of tea and some  toast!"



Jealousy flared in Kait's chest, burning her lungs and stifling her  breath. Jasper had never made her breakfast. He always crept away from  her bed while she was sleeping like a thief in the night.



"He sounds lovely," she noted kindly as she drank deeply from her wine glass.



"He is," Anna declared dreamily. "I mean, I don't want to get ahead of myself, but I really like him."



"I'm happy for you."



"And you're going to find someone," Anna insisted brightly, "someone who treats you like the treasure you are."



As the night wore on, Anna talked more and more about Robert. He was  from a good family, attending an all-boy's school and had an impressive  degree. On paper, he ticked all the boxes. Add to that the fact he was  handsome and respectful and Anna had basically hit a home run.



As Kait listened, she wondered how Jasper looked on paper. He'd had a  troubled upbringing, being shoved from one foster home to the next. He  got in with the wrong crowd, got in fights, and only found salvation  when he entered the ring at a local gym. Jasper had trouble written all  over him. Why had Kait ever been foolish enough to get involved with  him? She should be with someone like Robert, someone reliable and well  bought up. Someone she could take home to meet her father.



Kait could only imagine what her father would make of Jasper. He'd probably be terrified of him.



"Robert has some friends I could set you up with," Anna noted breezily as she tumbled through more conversation.



Kait straightened.



"He does?"



"Oh yeah, sure. I'll find you someone; don't worry. This fight of yours will soon be nothing more than a bad memory."



Kait nodded gratefully and bit her lip. Was that all Jasper deserved to be? A bad memory?





Chapter 29



That night, Kait couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about Jasper, about  their final moments together. She'd stolen several sneaky glances at his  Twitter page and was surprised to find that he hadn't posted any new  messages all day. Nothing about being in the gym and getting pumped for  his next fight which wasn't like him. Maybe he really had been hurt by  Kait's words.



Rolling on to her side, Kait stretched her hand across the space of her  bed. The far half was vacant, the sheets still tidy. She longed to wake  up beside someone, to have them kiss her lips and wish her a good day  before heading out to work. For too long she had lived alone. She was  ready to settle down with someone. She had thought that someone was  Jasper Duboix.                       
       
           



       



Sleepily she reached for her phone and pulled up his contact details.  With just the press of a button she could be connected with him, hearing  his deep voice even if it was just his voicemail. But what good would  that do? If she heard him now when she was feeling weak she might be  tempted to go back to him. She had to remain strong, to remain distant.



When Kait had listened to Anna gushing about Robert, she realized that  she wanted that too. A man who would make her tea and toast, a man  worthy of boasting about. All she got from Jasper was heartache. And  that kind of pain wasn't worth all the sex, no matter how knee meltingly  great it was.



Jasper's details were on her phone's screen. She looked at the digits  beneath his name. Just seeing them made a thrill of excitement dance  down her spine.



"I'll always come second," Kait said aloud, needing to cement the  sentiment. She deserved to be more than second best to someone. She  wasn't just something for Jasper to do when he wasn't training or  fighting. And he'd expressly told her that his career would always come  first. It was an absolute term; there wasn't a ‘for now' or anything  added. He had no intention of changing, of settling down with Kait.



More tears came and slid down her face towards her pillow. She kept her  phone held before her, staring at Jasper's name backlit by the screen.  He'd walked in to her life like a larger than life hero. And now? Kait's  tears intensified as she locked her phone and threw it towards the  carpeted floor. She drew her knees up to her chest and hugged herself  tightly. The darkness of the room seemed harsher than usual. A part of  her wished she was with Jasper instead of lying alone pining for him.



"I have to be strong," Kait told herself firmly. She was still uttering  the words as she eventually fell asleep. She dreamt of gold teethed men  and muscular arms which carried her like wings to safety.



When she awoke hours later, the apartment was still around her. Sunlight  had begun to filter in beneath the curtains bathing the bedroom in a  pleasant glow. Sitting up, Kait took a second to get her bearings. Her  head throbbed slightly from the wine she'd previously consumed, and her  mouth felt unpleasantly dry. Glancing across the bed, Kait sighed upon  waking alone. Anna was no doubt currently being treated to breakfast in  bed. She'd called Robert upon leaving Kait's place, and he'd immediately  answered. When she suggested he come over to hers, he instantly  accepted the offer. There was no pretence between them. Soon they would  officially be a couple; Kait recognised the familiar pattern with her  friend emerging.



Anna would wake up in her bed as Robert came in smiling and holding her  favourite mug with freshly made tea. Kait was waking up cold and alone.  She looked longingly over at the side of the bed where Jasper had  previously slept. It pained her that he never woke her when he left,  instead preferring to creep away. It made Kait feel like there was some  shame attached to what had happened between them.



She could feel her eyes growing watery as she dwelled on Jasper for too  long. She doubted he was thinking of her. He was probably already at the  gym lifting weights and thinking about his next fight.



"Get it together," Kait told herself firmly as she climbed out of bed  and headed towards the bathroom. But everywhere she went, she was  reminded of him. He hadn't just taken up residence in her heart; he was  also all over her apartment.



As Kait stepped in to the shower, she decided that more than ever she  needed the promotion at work and the new house which would be possible  as a result of it. She needed to put as much physical distance between  her and Jasper as possible. It was over, done with. He'd saved her, but  not in the way she'd truly needed. If anything, he'd left her worse off  than before. Now she was more determined than ever to focus on work so  that she could leave the wretched apartment his essence now haunted.





Chapter 30



Sat in his trendy, minimalist apartment which overlooked the river,  Jasper Duboix ached. His back throbbed and his legs burned. His entire  body felt like it had been ripped apart and then crudely stitched back  together.



Wincing, he pressed the ice pack against his inflamed knee. The silence  around him felt more potent than normal. With his free hand, he reached  for the television remote and continued where he had left off with his  favourite television show. He should be in the gym working out, doing  reps, but he'd been forced to admit that he needed a day to rest.



But in reality, Jasper wasn't sure what he was actually getting over;  the brutal fight in the ring or the death blow Kait had delivered to him  in the park. She'd ran away from him before he even had chance to try  and explain himself. And now he felt more alone than he ever had in his  whole life. His bones ached with the pain of it.                       
       
           



       



"Damn it," Jasper ground his teeth and stretched out his injured leg.  The ice pack was doing little to ease his discomfort. He glanced at the  large plasma flat screen hanging on the wall above the decorative  fireplace and tried to focus on the violent storyline, but his mind kept  wandering away from the television show and back to Kait. Had she meant  what she'd said? Was she really saying goodbye?



Jasper dubiously eyed his phone which was placed beside him on the sofa.  He should really Tweet an update to his followers. But what would he  even say? At home today instead of killing at the gym due to … what? A  broken heart.