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His chest undulates as he exhales a strong breath. “Your mother is Gretchen Nilsson… isn’t she, Indigo? And your father… deceased, sadly.”
I swear the floor almost falls out beneath me.
“How… how do you know that?”
“It’s my job to know about people. And I’m amazed a woman as wealthy as her would allow her daughter to debase herself by acting like some temp… and by living in the shithole you do.”
No…
As the knowledge that he’s checked out my address floors me, a shadow fills the doorway. My eyes slip to it to see Grey enter the room, eyes fiery and tempestuous.
“What are you doing?” he growls at his father.
“Just having a little talk with our soon-to-be-ex temp. I’ve informed her that her services won’t be needed after today.”
Grey’s face creases in confusion. “That’s not your decision.”
“Oh, yes it is. I own this fucking company and everyone in it.” He takes a step towards his son. “Includingyou.”
Realizing that the frosty energy exchanged between them that day in the lobby or yesterday in the meeting room wasn’t just some bad-week blip, and that there isn’t just tension but straight-up animus between them, I decide to get them away from each other.
“It’s fine,” I say.
Grey’s eyes find my face. “Indigo, go and wait in my office.”
“Look—”
“Now!”
I manage not to jump out of my skin, leaving the room, half tempted to go to Carrie’s room, grab my stuff and get the hell out of here.
But concern over Greyson has me heading to his office instead, though how I’m managing to worry about a man I’ve known for less than five days is beyond me…
My mother would call me soft as shit if she saw me… among other choice words.
I pull my phone out of my back pocket to indeed see a message from Carrie.
Hey babe. It looks like I’ll be driving back tonight. I’m gonna leave Tom with his family a bit.
They want me back at work, so I don’t think you’ll need to suffer through the grunt work anymore.
I think they’re gonna pay you for the full week though.
You’re welcome to stay at ours until Sunday though. It’ll be fun. Just us two.
I’ll text you later to tell you what time I’ll be back.
It’s gonna be pretty late.
Love you.
The phone tremors a little in my hand, from knowing Landon tried to get rid of me, and from hearing my mother’s name come out of his mouth. I told Grey I didn’t want to be spied on, and yet here we fucking well are.
I write and delete a few responses before settling on:
Okay. I’ll see you tonight. Drive safely, babe.
No sooner have I pressedSendthan the door opens, making me pivot. Grey walks in, not just closing, but locking the door behind him before marching up to me, his breathing ragged.
