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ChapterNineteen

Eden

“Stupid fucking trip,” I murmured as I fell into my chair at work.

“Bullshit contract,” I hissed as I pulled up my weekend schedule.

“God damn idiot,” I grumbled as I started shooting off emails.

The man didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me when all the weekends were going to land. I was simply supposed to jet off with him whenever he fucking felt like it, as if I didn’t have a job and a firm and a family that relied on me to get them through. Whatever kind of hellish torture Dominik had for me, I hoped it haunted him. I hoped that every night while we were together, he woke up with nightmares he couldn’t abate.

Then again, the stress relief was nice.

“Good mooooorning!”

The sing-songy voice of my sister pulled me out of a thought that shocked me to my very core. I sent off the last email I had to in order to shift my weekend schedule around a bit so that I didn’t have any meetings I needed to field while I was God-only-knows where. I looked up from my laptop and watched my sister flop down into the chair in front of me. The look on her face told me something had happened, but the crooked grin upon her lips told me something good had happened.

“Uh oh,” I said as a smile crawled across my face, “what’s got you smiling like that on a Monday morning?”

She sighed. “Oh, just Jackson.”

I blinked. “Oh.”

She snickered. “You really don’t like him, do you?”

I shrugged as I leaned back in my chair. “I don’t necessarily like the company he keeps.”

She waved her hand in the air. “I had the best date with him this past weekend. And I mean, the absolute best.”

“Just tell me you didn’t sleep with him.”

A sheepish look rolled over her face. “If I told you that he took me to this lavish restaurant with a gorgeous view while he fed me food right off his plate, would you blame me for doing it?”

“You didn’t.”

She threw her hands into the air. “You should’ve seen this view! And oh, that suit. God damn it, that man cuts well in a suit.”

I wrinkled my nose. “So, you slept with him.”

She scoffed. “Seriously? You aren’t even going to focus on how happy I am that the date took place?”

I closed my eyes. “You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry.”

“So, do you want details? Or do you want to stew in your anger or whatever it is you hold against his business partner.”

“Trust me, with the way they interact? They’re more than business partners.”

“Whatever. I was looking forward to talking with you about this, but if you don’t want to—”

I groaned. “Girl, if you don’t spill the damn details and get me out of my head, I swear to God on high—”

She giggled. “Perfect. Okay. So, you know that dress I bought for the Autism fundraiser I catered last year? Well!”

I ran down my weekly schedule in my head while my sister blabbered her face off about Jackson. I didn’t like the fact that she was seeing that man. Hell, I was already fucking the enemy, so it wasn’t like she had to indulge it! I opened my eyes and tried my best to focus on her. My eyes kept darting toward the calendar I had left open on my laptop, making sure that I had absolutely nothing else I needed to rearrange.

And after my sister was done, I only had one question to ask.

“Did he treat you with respect, Emily? Because at the end of the day, that’s really all I care about.”

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