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Her hand came to my shoulder. “Finn, I didn’t mean to anger you.”
“No? You did.” I pushed her arm away then jerked in surprise when she grabbed my face and dove onto me.
I shoved her away before she could kiss me, but she sobbed, “Let me make things better for you, Finn.”
Pushing my feet back had my desk chair rolling away as I snarled, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
But she was as demented as she was stupid.
She tried to plant another kiss on my mouth with lips that were like suckers, but I shoved her away again. That was when she let loose a sob, and eyes wild like the bunny boiler she was, Louise darted out of the office fast enough for me to hear Ethan’s chair scraping back as he ran over to the door to peer inside.
“Is everything okay, Finn?”
Jaw clenched, I shook my head as I reached for my phone. As weird as that had been, asridiculous, there was no way this would end well if I didn’t inform Aoife before that psycho had the chance to.
“She left at the right moment. Jim Hanover’s here.”
“He’s in the building?” I ground out in shock.
Ethan nodded. “He wants to see you.”
The last thing I wanted was to see him. Beat his ass for wasting my fucking time? Damn straight.
“Tell him I’ll be with him in five minutes,” I snapped as I called Aoife and waited for it to connect.
“Finn?” she asked.
“I need to speak with you about Louise. I don’t have much time, though. I have a meeting.”
Confusion laced her tone as she queried, “Louise? You saw her again? Are you at the bakery?”
“No. She came to my office, Aoife. She tried to kiss me. Tried to spout some crap about Billy stealing from you by giving away cake pops.
“Anyway, I don’t doubt that she’ll call you and try to tell you all kinds of lies, but I wanted to let you know what happened from my side first.”
I heard her breathing, but she didn’t reply as I made my way out of the office and headed for the conference room.
Her silence felt damning.
“Aoife? You have to know I’m not interested in any woman but you. I thought we cleared this up earlier this morning,” I grated the words out, pissed beyond belief that she might think I’d cheated on her. Maybe it made me more snappy than I’d have liked, but I spat, “I’ll speak with you tonight. I’ll be home late.”
Infuriated, I headed into the impromptu meeting with Hanover.
If he thought I was going to be his whipping boy, he could fuck off. Today was not the day to want to fleece me out of a couple million more just because he felt like it.
