Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Was it you?”
“Come again.” I stopped with my water glass halfway to my lips.
“Was it you that leaked the story?”
I just stared at her until she looked away in shame. Looks like I was wrong, she has no problem throwing darts in public.
“You really believe that shit? That I’d stoop that low? That I’d put you and Amber in danger like that? Do you know why my driver is a retired marine with a specialty in Krav Maga?”
“Because all my life, from the time I was younger than Amber, I’ve been in danger of one type or another.”
“Do you know how many kidnap attempts were made on us growing up? Or how as an adult I’ve had to look over my shoulder for fear of someone taking my life for what’s mine?”
“You should look ashamed, how dare you.”
“Evan, I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking, I don’t think…”
“Forget it, let’s go. I’m no longer hungry.” For food or you.
How dare she accuse me of something so fucking vile? Here I was thinking she was getting to know me. That as long as I showed her my heart she’d see the truth.
But instead she sees me as some monster that would put her and her child in danger just to get my way.
30
I didn’t talk to her in the car but I noticed her looking at me like she had something to say. I stopped the car in front of her building and waited for her to get out.
I watched her make her way to the door downstairs before letting herself in, then I drove away.
As soon as I walked through the door I got changed and hit my personal gym. I refused to let myself think of her I was so damn mad.
I hadn’t gotten anywhere with her at all. She was still locked away from me and maybe it was time I accepted the fact that she will never open up that part of herself to me.
It was obvious that she didn’t think very highly of me if she could suspect me of that shit. Fuck her and fuck this. I’m done.
For the next few days I avoided her. If I happened to pass her in the hallway I kept going without even a hello.
It’s what she’d wanted so I don’t see the reason for her crestfallen looks, or for my brother to be riding my ass every five minutes asking me what I’d done to her.
We must’ve fought every day leading up to the departure until he made the mistake of offering to take my place on the trip.
“Get out of my office.”
“What? I’m just saying, since you two seem to be in a cold war maybe it would be better if I was the one to accompany Gia.”
I gave him a look that would kill. I know he did that shit on purpose, but I chose to ignore it this time. He’s been trying to goad me all damn week why should today be any different?
“I don’t need you to take my place.” I can be professional dammit. I was working on this project before she came along, why the hell should I let her stop me from seeing it through?
The day we were supposed to leave I was sorely tempted to let her take a commercial flight instead of joining me on the company jet.
I’d been looking forward to this time away with her for so long, that the disappointment was still sharp when we boarded the jet.
Since I wasn’t saying shit to her it would’ve been hard to cancel our plans and have her take another flight. At least that was the excuse I gave myself.
“Evan.”
“What is it?” She’d waited until we were in the air to address me from across the aisle where she was sitting.
I had my laptop open, pretending to read something but I wasn’t reading shit. “About what I said…”
“If this isn’t about work I don’t want to hear it.” I hated the hurt look on her face, like I’d slapped her. But she’d brought this shit on herself.
In all my dealings with her, I’ve never once thought of hurting her or putting her in danger. For her to believe that shit of me was a low blow.
I bet she wouldn’t have thought that shit of her precious…husband. I wanted to smash my fist into something but I was thousands of feet in the air and there wasn’t shit to punch.
I rested my head back and closed my eyes, trying my best to shut her out. It was the first time in days we’d been this close to one another and I’ve never been good at being close to her without taking.
I missed her. Missed seeing the way her pussy gaped open after I stretched her with a hard deep fuck.
Missed cumming inside her each time we fucked, something I’d never experienced with anyone before but found that I liked. Missed the way she curled into me at night when we slept.