The Stopover (The Miles High Club #1)

by T.L. Swan

“Who cares about rich?”

We get it, you’re different 😩

“It means that you sleep with me and only me, or you get out of my life.” He puts his hands on his hips in outrage. “I’m not looking for a relationship.” “Good. There’s my answer. Get out.” “You know what? This little Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde thing you’ve got going on here is a real turnoff.” “And your overshared dick isn’t?” I shriek. “You’re an insult to my intelligence, Jameson. Go home to your fancy apartment in your fancy car and have sex with whoever you want.” I wrap my robe around me in disgust. “I’m too good for you anyway.” He glares at me. “Why are you such a fucking bitch?” “Because you’re a self-centered asshole. Get the hell out!” I scream. I pick up a pillow and throw it at him. He brushes past me in a rush. “Nobody treats me as bad as you do, Emily!” he yells as he storms toward the door. “Because you pay them!” I screech. “Good thing you’ve got lots of money, Jameson. You’re going to need it. Nobody would put up with your shit for free.”

Okay that was a little much

“You’re the first woman who’s ever had a problem with my money.” “It’s a turnoff to me.” “Turnoff?” he splutters. “I would prefer you to be poor, actually.”

WE GET IT

Jeez, I don’t really want to go out with her again. She’s only interested in men if they have money. That’s just so left field for me that I can’t deal with it.

Christ

“I love you,” she whispers. I smile sadly and take her in my arms. “I love you too.”

Nah ah. Wrong girl, dude

He walks backward and trips over a rock and falls into a bush. “Ah,” he cries.

He is such a baby omg. THIS IS SO CRINGE 😭😭😭

“We tried the long-distance thing, and I struggled with no sex. It’s not who I am.”

Uh red flag

I smile softly. I love this woman—not an inch of insecurity.

I would feel insecure if i saw my boyfriend hugging his very recent ex-fiancée, and then kiss her on the forehead. It’s just weird, he literally said he still loved her a few chapters ago…