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“Working.” He says that like it should be obvious.
My mind leaps over the parts that have stunned me, like the fact that he clearly gets hands-on with his team and there’s no differentiation between them. I jump straight to the part that affects me.
“Working doing what? I have my own plans to renovate the place.” I wave my hands around, looking like a crazy person. “I was going to do what my mother wanted. She had specific wishes. I’ve waited all this time to start on them. Please tell me this isn’t real. You’re not really here with these people ruining everything.”
Something flickers in his eyes that reminds me of the touch of sympathy I witnessed that first night we met, but before the emotion can fully present itself, it floats away.
“Sorry, mon cherie, that won’t be happening.”
“What do you mean? Why the hell not?”
“Because I’m renovating Sunset Cove.”
“Oh no, no, no.” I wag my finger and my head at the same time. “You most certainly won’t be doing anything of the sort.I’mrenovating Sunset Cove.”
He closes the space between us, getting as close as he did the other night when he had me pressed against the wall. His mere closeness sends a shiver of desire rippling through me. It pulls on my nerves and continues south, heating me up all over.
He leans down, and I look up. We look like we’re about to kiss.
“No.” Knight shakes his head.
His answer yanks me back to the argument, and the gravity of what he’s saying cuts me deep.
“Why are you such a fucking asshole? You can’t do this.”
“Sorry, mon cherie, but that contract of ours says I can. I own 90% of Sunset Cove. You own ten. Translation: I can do whatever the fuck I want.”
“I hate you for this.” I blink back tears.
He leans closer with a crafty look in his eyes. “Tell you what, Goddess, why don’t you leave me to do this, and you can go back to focusing on Javier’s big dick?”
My hands fly up to my mouth, and my heart jumps like it’s going to tumble out of my chest and continue rolling down the path.
Oh God.
Knight knows my pen name.Andhe’s been reading my work. What he just said was from the last chapter ofGirl No. 9. The chapter I uploaded yesterday.
As I look him over, I just know this new information about me was why he was so weird yesterday, and he’s giving me the same assessing look now.
“How…” My voice fades into the ether as it hits me that it’s pointless asking himhowhe knew. He found out the same way he did everything else.
Knight shifts his weight from one leg to the other, the cunning in his eyes deepening.
“And just so you know…”—he gives me an I-have-you-right-where-I-want-you smile—“your five-inch dick hero has nothing on me. Mine is six point three inches.”
As if I weren’t in enough shock, he leans in again and plants a kiss on my forehead, then walks back to where he left the plank.
That kiss was a lethal cocktail of mockery and the dark attraction between us I now loathe. The potent effect has left me feeling as empty as a bottomless well with nothing but a void inside.
A dainty hand rests on my shoulder. It’s Madison’s. I don’t know how much she heard, but she can see I’m shaken. Skye has hung back, looking on with uncertainty.
Madison and I look at each other, but I have nothing to say.
What is there to talk about when everything has officially gone straight to hell?
Everything.
Chapter16
