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“You won’t be in it.”
“Ouch!” he says as he places his hand over his heart. “I’ll be waiting outside anyway, Angel. In case you change your mind.”
“I won’t,” I snap as he stands up and walks out of the bar.
Ten minutes later, I’m walking through the parking lot. Conor’s huge Audi SUV is parked next to my old, beat-up Mustang and he’s leaning against my car with his arms folded.
“Can you move, please?” I snipe.
“Sure, Angel.” He steps aside, and I eye him warily as I open my car and climb inside. He stands watching me as I start it up.
My car is old, but it’s a beast and I love the roar of the engine when it fires up. Tonight, though, it sputters and dies. I roll down the window. “What the hell did you do to my car?”
He opens his mouth and feigns his indignation. “Me? Nothing,” he smirks. “Do you need a ride?”
I get out and slam the door. Cody has left. Ray has gone too, and I’m so desperate that I would even consider getting a ride home with my handsy, jackass of a boss. We are in the middle of nowhere and my place is at least an hour’s walk away and Conor Ryan is looking like my only option.
“This means nothing, Conor,” I snap as I walk toward his car. “You can drop me at home and then hightail your ass back to New York.”
“Whatever you say, Angel.”
We drive in silence and I realize that I haven’t given Conor my address, but he’s heading straight to it.
“We could just stay on the road and head home to New York right now?” he says as he turns to me.
“Are you serious?” I scowl at him.
“Deadly.”
“You honestly think I would just pack up and leave my whole life here to come back to New York with you? What planet are you living on, Conor?”
“What have you got here that’s so important to you, Jessie, or Ryan, is it now? Are you seeing someone?” he growls.
“No!” I snap. “Not that it’s any of your business. And what I have here is my life, Conor. It might not seem like much to you, but it is freedom. It’s paying bills, and grocery shopping, and going to work. It is life!”
I sit back in my seat and fold my arms across my chest, and he falls silent. A short time later, we pull up outside my apartment.
“Thanks.” I snap as I go to open the door, but he locks it with the push of a button, and my heart lurches in my chest. “Let me out,” I demand.
“Jessie. Can we just talk? Please?”
“I have nothing to say to you. Now, let me out of this car or, I swear to God, I will kick out the windshield.”
He sighs and the next thing I hear is the doors unlocking with a click. My fingers curl around the handle, but something stops me opening it immediately.
“What time shall I pick you up for your shift tomorrow?” he asks.
“What?” I blink.
“You have no car. Remember?”
“I’ll get a ride off Cody.”
“That stoner you work with? I don’t think so, Angel,” he scowls at me. “I’ll just sit out here all night if I have to.”
I stare at him. I wouldn’t put it past him to do just that. “Fine. My shift starts at eleven.”
“I’ll be here at ten then.”
