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I’ve never been good at playing hard to get. Never bothered trying with Cat. Then or now. Since I started atJolie, I’ve worn my heart on my damn sleeve. No matter how hard I try, I can’t keep the words from tumbling out of my mouth.
She wants the company? She can have it.
She wants every dime I have? They’re hers.
When she accepts the fact that I belong to her, that everything I have belongs to her, that nothing else holds meaning to me,thenmaybe we’ll get somewhere.
I’m preparing to leave for the day, to head down to ask her to dinner. We need to get everything out in the open. I can’t wait for Theo to tell her.
She needs to know that I didn’t willingly walk away all those years ago. That even though I wasn’t with her physically, my soul never left. I have belonged to that girl since the day I met her in the coffee shop. Since the moment she refused to tell me her name.
I glance down at the computer screen to make sure she’s still in her office, and that’s when I spot him.
Frank fucking McCabe.
He’s stalks toward Cat and presses her up against the window. Unable to stop myself, I watch as his hands skate over her hips and she arches into him. Then his lips are on her neck and he’s peppering kisses down to her chest. Cat’s unbuttoning her top and pushing her chest toward his mouth.
When he slides his hands over her shoulders, her top falls to the floor, and she’s left in nothing but a bra and a skirt.
Fuck.
She puts her hands behind her back and unhooks her bra, and his mouth is instantly latched to her nipple.
“What the fuck, Cat!”
I rub my forehead and tug at my hair, at a loss for what to do. Do I storm into the office and demand he stop? Do I fall to my knees and beg for forgiveness? Because I’m not above that when it comes to her. I’ll do anything for her, no matter how outrageous or pathetic.
Do I let her go?
If she’s happy with him—if this is what she really wants—then yes. There’s no other choice.
Closing my eyes, I pinch the bridge of my nose, forcing myself to come to terms with what’s happening. Trying to convince myself that it’s really over. But when I focus on the screen again, Cat’s looking up into the camera. There’s a hint of a smile on her face as she stares straight at me. Even while Frank presses her onto her desk.
She’s not focused on him or what he’s doing to her. She’s looking for my reaction. Thinking of me while he touches her.
The opposite of love isn’t hate; it’s indifference. And there is nothing but hate in Cat’s eyes right now. Anger. She cares.
Hate I can work with. Revenge happens to be my specialty.
She’s not over this. Us.Me.
She doesn’t want me to leave her alone.
My little kitten wants to play.
She thinks she’s playing a game with me.
She should know better than to hop into the lion’s den, though. I’m going to devour her.
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DON’T START NOW BY DUA LIPA
Cat
Convincing Frank to play along with my little game was easy. Sure, we both agreed that this thing between us was over, but with my brother acting like a fool over Grace, I can’t muster the guilt I should probably feel over sleeping with his best friend.
And Frank? He knows exactly what this is.
