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“Your best friends and coworkers are plenty. You can talk to them as much as you want.”
I stood to my feet, and he grabbed my wrist. His eyes locked on mine.
“Sit back down,” he said. “Now.”
I hesitated a few moments before tearing away from his grip. Then I hesitated a few minutes more before taking a seat.
“In all seriousness,” he said, his voice low. “You need to delete your social media profiles. I neglected to mention that to you in my office.”
“Why do I need to do that?”
“Because I don’t ever want you to be fair game for the media to rip apart.” The look in his eyes shifted from playful to grave. “I think I’ve handled everything, but on the off-chance that I haven’t…”
“If people ever find out that we’ve had children together,” he said. “They’re going to ask around town, go through footage, comb through all of your social media profiles to gauge when and where this started. You’ll have far less privacy than you do right now, and the least of your worries will be me showing up to help some guy see that he has no chance in hell of fucking you.”
I sipped my water, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand at full attention.
“That said, you don’t need pictures surfacing from some random dinner date that’s “a simple conversation” because when these ghouls get their hands on it, it won’t look like that at all. So, despite the fact that a small part of this is definitely about me being jealous, you don’t need to be seen one-on-one with any other man for the next six to seven months.”
I remained utterly speechless as he stared me down.
We sat in silence until the server brought our food.
Tyler switched his plate with mine. “My mother got sick whenever she ate excess pepper while pregnant with my siblings. They have an aversion to it to this day.”
“Noted.” I signaled for the server. “I’ll get my meal to-go and drive back home. I think everyone will be thrilled to see that you’ve changed your mind about coming.”
“I didn’t come here for the event.”
“Sure you did.” I stood to my feet. “With me leaving and Hazel being the only one here to represent the company, surely you can’t leave now. Who knows the damage she could do?”
“Chloe…”
“It’s a two week affair,” I said, taking off my pass and setting it on the table. “There’s an empty penthouse suite that I’m sure the hotel would love to set up for you.”
“Sit down so we can finish talking.”
I remained standing. “I’d rather enjoy the rest of my privacy while I can. Oh, and by the way, your fiancé back in London, Victoria—”
“She was never my fiancé,” he said. “If you have a seat, I can tell you about it.”
“She gave a two-hour interview today, in tears, about how you fucked her nights before you left for the states.” I stepped back, hating that I’d watched it, that it’d made me feel even more foolish for being attracted to him and letting him finger me in the office. “The media over there is claiming that she might be pregnant, too.”
“Chloe.” He glared at me. “Have a fucking seat.”
“You may want to call and ask her to get a paternity test, too,” I said. “You might have more than two babies on the way.”
“If your ass isn’t in that seat within the next five seconds—”
“You’ll do what?” I took a step back. “Give me more rules I need to follow? Tell me I can’t do something else because I’m inextricably bound to you for the next several months?”
He continued to glare at me as the server packaged my food, and I left before he could follow, vowing to avoid him as much as possible, to only speak when I absolutely had to.
