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“I’m going to bed. Goodnight.”
Without another word, Kira stomps into the house. I’m left with my mouth ajar, gobsmacked by her outright dismissal of me. After a week of developing whatever this is, she’s just going to walk off after a little tiff that she created out of nothing?
Nowmyfists are clenched and I’m furious. How could she do this to me? Walk off without letting me have a second chance.
I should have known this was how it would be from the start. There was no reason to complicate our working relationship. In fact, I should have left immediately when she arrived. Ignored the feeling in my gut I’ve had all this time since we danced together at Hunter’s wedding.
That would have saved us both a lot of trouble.
And it would have saved me some heartache I don’t want to acknowledge in my chest.
9
KIRA
I foldup the last of my laundry and stick it in my suitcase. Screw a month. A week and change stuck in this cabin with Orlie has been more than enough. I need a vacation from my vacation.
If you can even call this a vacation at all.
Outside, rain patters against the window. A major June storm is rolling in to signify the impending arrival of summer. These are usually my favorite kinds of storms. We never get them in LA unless there’s some natural disaster happening.
Now I can’t even stay and enjoy it.
I tossed and turned all last night after what happened.
How could he do that to me?
Maybe I should have just gotten into the tub and ignored it. Could have avoided the confrontation altogether if I just gave in.
But that’s not who I am. I don’t give in to avoid people being upset with me. I didn’t want to get into the hot tub naked. What’s so crazy about that?
Orlie has seen me in plenty of the rooms of this house naked before. He didn’t need me in the tub naked too.
He’s gotten greedy.
And I think it’s time we end this.
I zip up my suitcase and sigh. This was supposed to be relaxing. I wasn’t supposed to be dancing on my every last nerve around my boss, wasn’t supposed to be giving into temptations about him, wasn’t supposed to be fighting with him.
Home. That’s where I need to be.
I grab my bags and head out of my room and down the stairs. I can hear Orlie in the kitchen, the radio on. Who listens to the radio anyway?
I make it through the front hall and out the door before Orlie notices. I hear his footsteps heavy behind me. He says something too, but I don’t hear it over the humongous roll of thunder that shakes the house.
I continue down the stairs and into the rain. It’s heavier than I thought. I’m drenched by the time I get to the car.
“Kira, stop!” I finally hear Orlie’s voice. He grabs my shoulder and flips me around. “Where the hell are you going?”
He followed me out into the rain. That has to count for something, right?
Orlie looks at me with those darker-than-dark eyes, a frown of confusion on his forehead.
“I’m going home.” I start to load my bags into the backseat.
“You can’t go anywhere in this storm. Are you crazy?”
“I’d be crazy to stay here a second longer.”
