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Chapter Eighteen
I was in my room when the doorbell started going off like crazy. In all the time I’d spent at my new house, no one ever came over. Heck, even when I didn’t live there, no one ever dropped by unexpectedly. The community’s gate kept solicitors out, and his neighbor’s weren’t exactly outgoing. If someone wanted a cup of sugar, they took themselves to the grocery store and bought it. I wasn’t really sure who to expect, but when I checked the peephole, I was completely caught off guard.
Completely, totally, 200 percent caught off-guard. Damn it.
It was Trevor. The guys’ manager. The king of all asswipes.
“Who is it?” Zac yelled from somewhere upstairs, more than likely his bedroom. He had just gotten home about an hour ago, and we were planning on going for a run soon.
“It’s Trevor!” I whisper-hissed, totally aware that he could hear me. The front door was sturdy but it wasn’t soundproof.
There was a sound. A curse. Then Zac: “I’m not here!”
Double damn it. “Fine! You owe me!”
“Sure!” the traitor bellowed before his door slammed closed.
Grinding my teeth, I said a prayer under my breath and undid the lock.
“Hi… Trevor.” I kind of sniffed with a frown, not even bothering to make myself smile and act as if I was happy to see him. The fact was: I wasn’t. The wonderful fact was: I didn’t have to pretend to be.
The emperor of jackasses didn’t even waste the effort it would have taken to pretend to be civil. His expression went from exasperated, to blank, to shocked, and finally into a scowl in the blink of an eye, and the scowl kept pulling down at his lips each second that passed. “Where’s Zac?” he practically spat.
What would happen if I closed the door on his face?
I knew Trevor had found out that we’d gotten married, and I was aware they’d ‘talked about it,’ whatever that meant. But I had no idea what had been said. No idea what Trevor knew or didn’t know. And I suddenly wanted to cuss at myself for opening the door before finding out what I was supposed to say.
But if anyone could smell weakness in the air, it was this asshole. I couldn’t falter. I couldn’t bend. So I blinked at him, cool and distant. “Oh, hey. I’m doing great and you?”
The lines bracketing his mouth deepened, making his dark hairline pull forward. I wasn’t imagining it when his eyelid twitched. “Don’t get me started on you. Where’s Zac?”
“Please, don’t scare me.” That time, I couldn’t help but smirk at him, getting too much pleasure from the disdainful expression on his face. “Zac isn’t here.”
Trevor stared at me with those condescending eyes of his, that twitchy eyelid getting worse. “I know he’s here.”
“He’s not.”
“You were just yelling at him!” His shoulders hunched and everything. “I heard you.”
I leveled an even glare at him and his three-piece suit in this weather. “First off, don’t yell in my face. Secondly, you’re imagining things because I’m home alone.”
He didn’t need to say it. I could tell word for word what he was thinking and that went along the lines of “I hate you.”
I didn’t like him either. I couldn’t say I blamed him. I’d be thinking the same thing too because I know he’d heard me.
“You’re really going to tell me he isn’t here?” he asked, cocking his head a half inch and looking at me through narrowed eyes.
I nodded, busting out my best acting skills to smile brightly at him even though I was aware there was nothing to brag about.
He simply stared at me.
And I smiled even wider. “I really need to get back to work. You should give him a call. I don’t know when he’ll be back.”
That must have been enough to snap him out of whatever trance he was in because he shook his head. “That’s why I’m here. He isn’t answering my calls. He isn’t answering anyone’s calls or any fucking e-mails. He’s turned into Aiden—”
That immediately made my ears go hot. “Hey.”
“It’s completely unacceptable.”
I sucked in a breath and grinded my teeth, raising my hand up to stop him. “Stop it.” Yeah, I went for it. What was he going to do? Fire me? “Calm down. Chill out. Don’t yell in my face because I will slam the door shut in yours. I don’t know why neither one of them return your calls or your e-mails, so maybe think about that, huh? They’ll call you back when they want to call you back, but I wouldn’t call you back either if I was just going to get bitched at. And don’t talk shit about your clients in front of me. I don’t like it and it’s unprofessional.”
His face had progressively gotten redder with each word that came out of my mouth. A heavy vein in his neck had begun standing out at some point. “Do you understand how this works?” he asked carefully, crisply.
If he thought I was going to back down, he had another thing coming. Months ago, I would have kept my mouth shut and dealt with the fact he was technically my superior. He wasn’t anymore though. “You work for them, right?” I asked in a smart-ass tone.
“You don’t know anything,” he hissed.
What was the point in wasting my breath?
Was he shaking? “I don’t know what you did to get Aiden to marry you, but we should hash this out now,” Trevor kept going.
