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BroKen Chapter 16
He exuded a kind of self-confidence that she wasn't used to. His very manner and the way he spoke, even the way he sat there at her broke down table like he was king of the roost, was something she had no experience with. They ate in silence as her mind imagined all sorts of things. For whatever reason, regardless of what he said, she found herself making constant comparisons between him and her ex. Like at the end of the meal when he took her cup and refilled it without being asked. Paul had never done that; in fact, because he was the one with the higher education and better future prospects, he'd always taken it for granted that he was the one who was to be waited on hand and foot. When she thought of it now, she could just kick her own ass. How could she have been so blind? How could she let herself be used like that by someone she trusted? And what in the hell did she expect to get from this total and complete stranger? She was even more surprised at his next offer after
BroKen Chapter 17
He took them to a nice secluded spot near the lake that ran across the edge of town and stopped. There was no one else around this time of the morning, just them and the birds. It was still early enough that the sun wasn't at its full force as yet, but it was going to be a good one. Her legs were like jelly, and butterflies had taken flight in her tummy. And it wasn't all to do with the ride either. "If I knew we were coming here, maybe we could've brought a picnic." She said it more out of sudden panic than anything else, as it finally set in that they were out here all alone, and no one knew where she was. Not that she felt any real fear, not physically anyway. But the sudden racing of her heart coupled with the way he looked at her kind of put her on alert. "No need to be jumpy, Kerryanne; I'm not going to hurt you. I already told you that. I might steal a kiss...or two, not sure yet." He teased her as he walked away towards the water. In his mind, he was thinking that her ret
BroKen Chapter 18
"When you're with me, you don't moon over that fuck." "Who said I was mooning?" Now her back was up. "It's all over you, sweetheart, and if you think I'm dealing with that shit, think again." Okay, so she hadn't mentioned the asshole, but still, he knew she had to still be healing from the divorce. He hated the fucking thought that the other man played any part in her life, no matter what that part might be. He'd lost his fucking mind. That was the only explanation. He hadn't brought her out here for anything more than a ride. But then she had to hold onto him like that as they rode and that damn kiss. Did she have to look so fucking sweet and desirable when he took his lips away from hers? Who the fuck looks like that after a little kiss in this day and age? Green as fuck! And she was tying him up in knots. He felt fear slither down his spine, and that only pissed him off farther. Why should he be afraid of her? He wasn't afraid of anyone, and he'd be fucked if he was gon
BroKen Chapter 19
By the time she was done, she'd almost killed off her hero, her stomach was growling, and there was a knock at her door. She opened it expecting to find him there so she could give him a piece of her mind, but instead, she was faced with a complete stranger with a clipboard in his hand. "Kerry Lashley." He looked down at the paper in his hand. "That's me." "I've got your phone." "My what?" she started to question before she saw who else was coming to her door. "Get out of the way and let the man do his job." Kyle moved past her taking the man into the apartment with him, leaving her standing there at a loss. "What's going on?" She followed them inside. "You're getting a new phone." "I didn't...." "Didn't I tell you to shut up? I think I did. Why don't you go over there and finish doing what it was you were doing until we're done here?" He was obviously nuts, but true to form, she didn't want to make a scene, not with the technician there, so she went back to
BroKen Chapter 20
Pat didn't have much to say after that. But from the way she was in a hurry to get back to her post, Kerry was sure there would be a few phone calls being made in the next few minutes. Her gut started to hurt a little. She wasn't sure she was ready for this...whatever this was, to make the rounds as yet. "I have no idea what you like to eat, sweetheart. I've only fed you Lasagna and breakfast." His head was down in the menu while he rubbed the fingers of one hand over her palm, which he had yet to let go of. "Soup and salad is good." "Is that what you usually eat, or is this another one of your deals?" "What deals?" "You know, where you think you can tell me what I can and cannot do for you." "That doesn't even make sense; what're you talking about?" For that, she got a look. He's good at giving out those. This one made her squirm around in her seat. "Soup and salad is the cheapest thing on the menu. Now I'm no good at this relationship shit, so work with me here.
BroKen Chapter 21
He was known for his cutthroat ways when dealing with the enemy, and that could be anyone from a rival company CEO to a newspaper reporter. He'd spent the better part of the last ten years building up his portfolio to what it was today, and he had the bank account to prove it. He hated to lose at anything and always took pride in the fact that he never entered the ring unless he had all the ammo he needed to win the battle. But this shit had sideswiped him, and he didn't know the first thing about treading these particular waters. He wasn't prepared, hadn't been looking. He'd let his fucking guard down and look what happened. He was more used to fighting in the boardroom and was always ready to face down the enemy in that arena. It was like breathing to him. He moved in a world of wheeling and dealing where you had to be constantly on the lookout for the other guy. The competition was tough in the real world, and it's where he'd lived for the last little while. This little
BroKen Chapter 22
Normally he wouldn't have been that unpleasant to a complete stranger, not without much provocation, but something about the way his Kerry had reacted to her mere presence had tipped him off that today wasn't the first time she'd been at the end of that wasp's tongue. He guessed that was going to be part of his responsibility now, too, figuring out who the fuck the enemy was and breaking them down. Fuck! Like he had time for this small town bullshit drama. But since she was involved, he guessed he didn't have much of a choice. He hadn't dug too deep into the mechanics of the town. Mostly, the people he ran into were friends of his grandparents when he went to the pharmacy to pick shit up for gramps or went to one of their old hangouts on some errand or other for the old man. No one had ever mentioned her or what had happened to her in his presence. Why would they? He'd learned all he did about her from Lucille, but it looked like he was going to have to do some digging on his
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Across town, Kyle was headed into the office of one Dr. Paul Blunt. He needed to see what the fuck he was up against. Not that he saw the other man as competition, he wouldn't allow that shit. But he needed to get a look and feel for this guy to see what it was that she seemed to want to hold onto. The little receptionist at the desk saw him coming and perked right up. If he wasn't already half gone over the one he'd just left, he might've given her a second glance. Figures, the day after he'd met that one, he'd run into just the type of woman he would've gone for had she not flung herself under his damn skin. Ain't that a bitch? "Good afternoon. May I help you?" "I need to see the doctor." He looked at her just to see if there was anything. Not a fucking blip. His dick was still semi-hard, but she had nothing to do with it, he couldn't even raise a smile for her, and she was trying so hard. If she smiled any wider, it would break her jaw. "Oh, do you have an appointment?"
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