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“Do you think I did? What? You think maybe I went to Brennan, begging for something to do because I don’t have enough on my plate after moving here?”
I roll my eyes at his dramatics and keep reading the book. Salvatore sighs and snatches the book from my hands. While I glare at him, I consider the possibility of strangling him. He is taller than I am and stronger. Maybe if I had the element of surprise, I could remove him from my life.
“Whatever you’re thinking about isn’t going to work.”
“Salvatore, I just want to get out of this fucking house. That’s all I want. I’m going insane in here. All I do is stare at the same walls every day.”
“I’ve offered to take you grocery shopping. You ordered grocery delivery.” He crosses his arms and stares down at me as men start stripping away my old security system.
“I already had the groceries ordered. You came over to offerafteryou watched them get delivered.”
He shrugs but he can’t hide the smirk that pulls at the corners of his mouth quickly enough. “Well, at least I offered.”
“You’re such an asshole.”
Salvatore chuckles and reaches down to ruffle my hair. “And you are pouting like a child for a situation that you continue to allow yourself to be in. Which I fail to see as my problem but I’m kind enough to help out.”
“You’renotkind enough to help out. I don’t know what you are getting out of this entire situation.” I stand up and tilt my head back slightly to look him in the eyes. “But I just want to be free. I had that freedom until you and Brennan decided I need a babysitter.”
“You still have that freedom.”
I cross my arms as I glare at him. “No. I don’t. I have to tell you when I want to go out. Then you don’t let me go out.”
“Why are you waiting around for me to tell you what you can and can’t do?” His grin stretches across his face. “I find it cute that you still ask my permission, though. I thought that a woman like you would have told me where to shove it before now.”
Even though I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm, it isn’t working. There’s something about him that infuriates me. He slips beneath my skin and annoys me without ever truly trying.
“Fuck you. I’m going out.” I brush by him, only to have a hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back against his hard body. “Let me go.”
“Nope. If you’re going out, you’re either going to have to let me come with you, or you’re going to have to sneak out like a normal person would.”
“A normal person shouldn’thaveto sneak out of their own home.”
He sighs and shakes his head. “Well, I guess that means that we’re staying here, then. Though I might trust this team, I will be watching them work to make sure that there are no problems with your system. If you want to go out, then we can go out after that.”
“I have a photoshoot booked with a friend today. I’m supposed to be taking pictures of her modeling her new clothing line.”
“Brennan said that you don’t have any friends.”
I want to scream. I want to scream and then I want to call Brennan and tell him exactly what I think of the man he’s left me with.
Instead, I yank my wrist out of Salvatore’s grasp, ignoring the sparks that fly between us, and grab my camera. I can still feel his fingers on my body as I slide on my shoes and walk out the door.
I hurry for my car, not bothering to listen to him when he calls me back.
I have my own life to live. Staying locked in my house isn’t how I’m going to spend the next few weeks.
Though I may not have a lot of people in my life that I can trust, I do have a friend who will come looking for me, especially if I blow her off because Salvatore says so.
Fuck that.
Right now, I’m safe. There is a gun in my car if I need it and nobody in town knows me as anyone other than Brielle McMann. My real name died with my parents.
* * *
“So,”Jamie says as she looks over her shoulder. “Why is there a sexy and brooding man following us around?”
“My brother is pulling one of his usually overprotective stunts. That horrible man is his friend. He won’t come over here and ruin the shoot, though. He just likes to pretend that he’s the boss of me.”
