Page 122 of Bossy Romance


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“The Surros District?” There are only fancy restaurants and tourist attractions there. “Did she say what she was doing?”

“She had a meeting with someone. Let me think. The name was… Henry, I believe.”

I grip the phone tight. “HENRY?”

“Yes, sir.”

Impossible. Nova never meets with employees of the opposite sex after work hours.

“Are you sure it was Henry?”

“Very sure. She called him and confirmed their dinner appointment right in front of me.”

My heart starts beating the way Ithoughtit would when I read the test results. Any second now and it’s going to fly right out of my body and start seizing on top of my robot arm.

“Thank you, Steve.”

At the thought of Nova with someone else, my anger hits a boiling point. I feel like I could punch a hole clear through a building. Unable to sit still, I grab my truck keys and drive like the bats of hell are on my tail.

Fractured images assault my mind. I picture Nova and Henry having a romantic candlelit dinner. I see them strolling down to the pier, hand-in-hand. I see Henry leaning in for a kiss—

“Dammit!” I slam my hand on the horn.

A little old lady is crossing the street. She jumps at the loud noise and then flips me the bird.

I wince in apology.

While I wait for the light to shift and the woman to finish walking across the street, I tap my fingers on the steering wheel and call Nova again.

Still no answer.

Green light.

I toss the phone and slam my foot on the gas. Lula lurches forward, responding to the panic tightening every muscle in my body.

The world outside blurs until I get to my destination.

The Surros District is a sprawling area with a bunch of lit-up buildings on either side of the street. Steve didn’t drop Nova somewhere specific. It would be impossible to find her if not for one little clue—she’s in one of the restaurants.

I shoot into the first restaurant.

No Nova.

I burst out of the doors and rush into the second.

No Nova.

I have no idea what I’m going to do or say when I find her, but I have this urgency in my chest, spurring me on. No matter what, I can’t lose Nova.

Not to anyone.

In the third restaurant, the hostess unleashes the security guards on my tail. I race through the room like a maniac, confirm that Nova isn’t there and then spring out, narrowly avoiding being caught.

By the time I get to the fourth restaurant, I’m sweating and panicking in equal measures.

What if Nova and Henry left already? What if they’re already on their way back to Nova’s apartment or a hotel?

My fingers close into fists and I run faster. I knew Nova had a soft spot for Henry, but I had no idea that affection had blossomed into more.

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