AllFreeNovel
Share Us
We turned our attention back to the couple across the room. Jenna was right. The look on Gray’s face wasn’t that of a guy trying to seduce his way between a chick’s legs. At second glance, he looked bored and more than a little irritated. I saw him lift his head in our direction. The blonde glanced toward us and Kassa quickly turned away, but I couldn’t look away for some reason. Like Kin said, the chick looked familiar to me.
“Is that the chick from earlier?” Jenna asked as she took a step closer to me.
It clicked in my head then. “Yeah, I think that is her.” The same mile-long legs, the same long ponytail minus the ball cap. She was wearing a different outfit, but it was no less expensive or trashy. She looked like a chick on the prowl for a man, but as I watched Gray continue to talk to her, I came to the conclusion that he wasn’t the man she was prowling for.
“Great, here she comes.” Angie sighed. “What the fuck? Why is she smiling like that?”
My earlier distaste for the chick only grew as she walked toward us. The smile that was on her face gave her a mean-girl look that set my teeth on edge. I clenched my jaw, trying to fight the desire to punch the bitch in the face. Who the hell was she and what the fuck did she want?
She stopped right beside us. “So you’re the one?” Her tone was cool and had a sharp edge to it.
It took us all a second to realize who she was talking to, but her gaze was right on me. “The one what?” My tone was just as cold, with more of a bite. I hated her and I didn’t even know her name.
“The one who thinks she can take Harris away from me.”
Awesome. She was not only a bitch, but a total nutcase. I wondered if I would have to serve time if I tore up a mentally ill chick’s pretty face.
Chapter 25
Harris
Between Nate and Barb, the work I had to catch up on was minimal. That was a relief because I wasn’t sure I had it in me to give an avalanche of work piled on my desk the attention it needed. Every two seconds my thoughts went from work to Lucy and all I wanted was to be with her.
Fuck, I missed her.
I’d seen her just the day before, and I knew I would see her before the end of the night, but I missed her regardless. Spending the daytime hours with her wasn’t enough. I couldn’t sleep without her so I hadn’t gotten nearly enough sleep lately. All I wanted was to spend every free second with her—loving her—and that wasn’t possible.
Grimacing, I tossed my pen on the desk and reached for my phone. She should have been at the club over an hour ago, but she’d texted me to let me know she was running late. I was twitchy like an addict needing his next fix just for the sight of her—the sound of her voice in my ear.
The sound of my elevator had my head snapping up. I watched hopefully as the doors opened, aching for it to be Lucy.
Jace stepped out with a smirk on his face. “Yo, man. Let’s get going. The girls are upstairs waiting.”
“Lucy?”
He nodded and I blew out a relieved breath. “She should have texted me when she got here.”
“She was on the phone when we got upstairs,” he assured me. “You done for the night?”
“Mostly. Everything else can wait, though. I’ll get it handled tomorrow or let Barb finish on Monday night.” I pushed back from my desk and grabbed my keys. As I stepped into the elevator, my phone went off and I bit back a curse when I saw who it was.
Jesse Thornton. Damn it. I hadn’t even seen his daughter yet and he was probably calling to ask what time I would get her home. Knowing I couldn’t ignore him, I lifted the phone to my ear. “Hello?”
“Harris, you got a minute?” His voice sounded choked but cool and I punched the second-floor button, figuring I wasn’t going to like this conversation even a little bit.
“Yes, sir. I always have time for you, sir.” Whether I wanted to talk to him or not, I would make time for him when he needed to talk to me. He was going to be a huge part of my future, after all.
“I just spoke to Lucy, but I wanted to speak to you about this personally as well.” My gut clenched because he sounded…strange.
“Is Lucy okay?” Please, God, let her be okay. Jace had said she was upstairs, but that didn’t mean shit. She could be having a bad day, but I didn’t know it. Fuck, why hadn’t I called her?
“She’s fine, boy.” He blew out a ragged breath. “Mostly fine, I think.”
“What does that mean?” My tone was sharper than I intended but, fuck, I was going to lose my shit if I didn’t know she was all right or not.
“She hasn’t been sleeping at night. Not since we got home. She’s up walking the halls or who knows what else at night. I’m worried about her.” His voice was strained. “She needs you, Harris. I love her enough to admit that she needs you more than she needs me.”
“What can I do to help?” I’d stop time to help her if that was what she needed. Anything, as long as she was safe and happy.
