se. And quite frankly, I’m really bored of this subject.
I’m going to do some work.” He stands and gazes down
at me. “Let it go. Please.”
I stare mulishly up at him.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” he adds. “Your car arrived a
day early. It’s in the garage. Taylor has the key.”
Whoa . . . the Saab? “Can I drive it tomorrow?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“You know why not. And that reminds me. If you are
going to lea一ve your office, let me know. Sawyer was there,
watching you. It seems I can’t trust you to look after
yourself at all.” He scowls down at me, making me feel
like an errant child—again. And I would argue with him,
but he’s pretty worked up over Elena, and I don’t want to
push him any further, but I can’t resist one comment.
“Seems I can’t trust you either,” I mutter. “You could
ha一ve told me Sawyer was watching me.”
“Do you want to fight about that, too?” he snaps.
“I wasn’t aware we were fighting. I thought we were
communicating,” I mumble petulantly.
He closes his eyes briefly as he struggles to contain his
temper. I swallow and watch anxiously. Jeez, this could go
either way.
“I ha一ve to work,” he says quietly, and with that, he
lea一ves the room.
I exhale. I hadn’t realized I’d been holding my breath. I
I exhale. I hadn’t realized I’d been holding my breath. I
flop back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Can we ever ha一ve a normal conversation without it
disintegrating into an argument? It’s exhausting.
We just don’t know each other that well. Do I really
want to move in with him? I don’t even know if I should
make him a cup of tea or coffee while he’s working.
Should I disturb him at all? I ha一ve no idea of his likes and
dislikes.
Evidently he’s bored with the whole Elena thing—he’s
right, I need to move on. Let it go. Well, at least he’s not
expecting me to be friends with her, and I hope that she’ll
now stop hassling me for a meeting.
I get off the bed and wander to the window. Unlocking
the balcony door, I open it and stroll over to the glass
railing. Its transparen
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