Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
He assures me that it’ll be detoxed in no time.
To tide me over, I place a delivery order for Starbucks, and I’ve just started making my way through more emails when there’s a knock on my door.
“I’m busy this morning, so if it’s not an emergency, can we do this later?”
“But I came a long way to see you.”
My blood runs cold, and when I glance up at the doorway and see Felix Winningham III standing on the threshold, I feel faint.
Not in a good way.
“Like I said, I don’t have much time today. What do you want, Felix?”
He clucks his tongue and walks inside my office slowly. “That’s not a very nice way to welcome me, sweetheart. I know it’s been a few months since we last saw each other, but I’m here now.”
“What do you want?” I ask again.
“Well, I spoke with your father this morning. I always did love him, you know.”
Bile rises up in the back of my throat. This is why my dad wanted to know if I was here today.
So he could sic Felix on me.
Dad would love nothing more than to see me marry Felix. The right kind of man.
And by that, he means the right kind of money.
But I don’t answer. I simply watch him with cool eyes, knowing exactly how to school my features so that it seems like I’m not bothered in the least.
I perfected this move at six years old.
“Honey, I’m sorry for everything that went down before. You know that I would never intentionally hurt you in any way.”
“Right, so are you saying that you accidentally put your cock in that woman in my bedroom? Did you slip and fall?”
“Don’t be snide.”
“I don’t know why you’re here. I made it clear, more than once, that I want nothing at all to do with you ever again.”
“Well, your father thinks I’m good for you.”
“My father has never known what’s good for me,” I counter sharply.
“You’re being unreasonable.” His voice is soft again, but there’s an edge there, almost as if he’s desperate. “Don’t be overly emotional about this, babe.”
“Honey, sweetheart, babe. None of those things applies to me where you’re concerned.”
“You and I both know that you haven’t fallen out of love with me.”
“I don’t think I was ever in love with you. And I definitely know that I’m not now. What I want is for you to leave my office.”
“I have your father on my side, London.”
“Good for you. Go try to charm him because it’s not working on me.”
There’s a knock on the door, surprising both of us, and I’m startled, and not a little embarrassed, to see Drew standing there, holding my Starbucks.
“Delivery for you,” Drew says, his eyes intense on mine, although he has a cocky grin on his lips. “Is everything okay in here, babe?”
Babe?
I blink, and then suddenly realize what Drew’s doing.
“You didn’t have to bring me coffee.”
Drew walks around Felix to me, passes me the coffee, and wraps his arm around my waist.
“You had a rough morning,” he says and kisses my temple, then turns to Felix. “Oh, hello. I’m Drew. Who are you?”
Felix is practically vibrating with fury, and it fills me with delighted glee.
“This is Felix,” I reply before the angry man can manage to sputter out a word. “He’s a former acquaintance. I’m still not sure why he dropped in today.”
Drew and I wait expectantly, but Felix narrows his eyes menacingly at Drew.
“I wouldn’t try it,” Drew says tightly. “You won’t win.”
His stance, his tight jaw, and every taut muscle in Drew’s body radiates alpha energy, and I’m so here for it.
“I came to ask London if I can escort her to the fundraiser dinner tonight.” Felix’s voice is strained. If I’m not mistaken, I’d say he’s afraid of Drew, which fills me with even more glee.
“She already has a date,” Drew replies. “Sounds like you came all this way for nothing.”
Felix looks at me, and I simply nod, and then he turns on his heel and marches out of my office, slamming the door shut behind him.
Drew doesn’t immediately pull away from me, and I don’t mind.
“What an asshat,” he mutters and scowls down at me. “You used to fuck that?”
No, I didn’t, but I simply shrug a shoulder. “I realized that he’s an asshat pretty quickly.”
“Good.” He steps away, and I take a long sip of the coffee.
“I’m sorry you had to witness that, but I’m not sorry that you got him to leave.”
“What time should I pick you up tonight?”
That makes me grin as I take another sip of my coffee. “Drew, you don’t have to escort me tonight. It’s really okay.”
“Do you think he’s not going? He’ll be front and center, likely as your father’s date, so he can keep an eye on you. I know guys like this, and they piss me off. I’ll take you.”