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“Now.” His tone is one I haven’t heard directed at me in a while. Stern.Cold.
“I’m busy.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here.”
Crew makes a show of looking around the office. “Maybe there’s a meeting I could crash while I’m here?Interruptduring?”
I glare. He glares back. I spin on my heeled boots and stalk in the direction of my office, not waiting to see if he’s following. But he is. I feel his presence as soon as he steps inside my office, filling the confined space.
While he shuts the door, I shrug out of my wool peacoat and toss it on a chair. “Talk.”
I don’t miss how his eyes skim over my body. We haven’t had sex since we left Switzerland, the longest it’s been in a while. If he drowned his annoyances balls deep in another woman last night, it doesn’t look like it was very satisfying.
His gaze lingers on the framed photograph of us on my desk before he speaks.
“You’re mad.”
I snort. “I’m pissed, and I don’t have time for this. I have a lot of work to get done today.”
“Cut the shit, Scarlett. You were supposed to have this whole week off.”
“That was before I became the sole breadwinner in the family.” It’s a low blow, one I almost feel bad for.
Crew doesn’t even flinch. “Please, Scarlett. I just need to—”
“Nice suit,” I interrupt. “Did you sneak in after I left?”
“No. I kept some stuff at my old place. It’s closer to my office.”
“Contingency plan?”
He studies me. “Is this your way of asking where I slept last night?”
Yes.“No.”
He knows me too well.
“I was at my dad’s. On the couch in his study, if you want details.”
“I didn’t ask.”
Crew grips the back of one of the chairs that face my desk. “This mess with the feds…there’s some stuff there, Scarlett. He said it won’t stick, but I can’t make any promises.”
“Promises about what?” I question.
“You might not want your last name to be Kensington. It could affectHauteandrouge. Financially, or at the very least, you’ll get questions. I might not be the CEO of a successful company. Or a respected one. Right now, we’re bleeding money. That’s not what you signed up for.” I watch his lips tighten. His jaw muscles flex and shift. “So, I guess I’m asking… Do you want a divorce?”
I inhale sharply. “I can’t have this conversation right now, Crew. I’m at work! You can’t just—”
He steps forward, faster and closer than I’m expecting. “I know. But please, Scarlett. Just answer the question. I can’t… I’ve got to go meet with my dad. The lawyers. The board. And I can handle it. Iwillhandle it.”
“Okay. What does that have to do with me?”
“I’ll fight harder if I have something to fightfor.” He pauses. “Otherwise, I’d consider walking away. I’d take Royce Raymond up on his offer, if it wasn’t in LA.”
I tilt my head to see his face better. “You told me the job was here.”
