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Anger roars in my veins. “You can’t believe me? What about that prick who I warned to stay away from her? Huh, what about him?”
She glares at me in only the way a wife can. “Mia is an adult she can do what she wants with whoever she wants.”
“Oh no, she can’t,” I roar, pushing out from under the desk. “I’m going there.”
“What?” She follows me as I start yanking on jeans. “Hayes, be serious.”
“I am fucking serious, Arden.”
“Oh for the love of God.” She throws her hands in the air. “Don’t do this. This is ridiculous.”
“No, you know what’s ridiculous—that prick signing a contract to work with me and then fucking my daughter. Do you have any idea how many girls he’s been with? Probably hundreds if the photos posted online are any indicator.”
I grab a sweatshirt and tug it over my head.
“If I remember correctly you were quite the womanizer before you met me—maybe he loves her.”
I snort. “Not likely.” I grab my wallet and keys, tearing from the room.
Arden runs after me, grabbing my elbow when we reach the first floor.
“Honey, please don’t do this,” she begs.
“I have to,” I tell her, tearing from her hold.
“She won’t forgive you,” she warns, as I start toward the garage.
“I know,” I whisper. “But it’s a risk I’m willing to take.”
Bonus Scene
Hollis’s POV
I get in the taxi at the airport and give him the address.
Nerves make my palms sweat and I wipe them on my jeans. The guy driving the car keeps trying to talk to me, asking me if I’m visiting the area and whatnot, but I can’t answer him because I’m freaking the fuck out too much.
Finally, we arrive, the gates mercifully open, and I get out of the car. “Wait here,” I tell him.
He grumbles, but I know he’ll be fine once he gets paid.
I ring the doorbell and wait.
It swings open revealing Mia’s mother.
“Hollis?” she gasps in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Is … uh … Hayes here?”
She steps aside. “Yeah, he’s in the family room.”
Taking a deep breath I head that way and pause outside of the large room, clearing my throat. Hayes looks up, his eyes widening in surprise at seeing me.
“Can I talk to you … sir?” I add.
He looks like he wants to say no, but finally nods.
I take a seat in a leather chair across from where he sits on the couch.
