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She stands up just as Carol brings over our coffees and immediately replaces her anger with for a smile for the older woman. “Thanks so much.”
“It’s my pleasure, dear. I do hope you’ll bring Doc in to see me more. I’d like to get to know the man who has stolen the heart of my favorite customer.”
“Of course, Carol.”
She disappears back toward the counter, and Isla drops back into her seat while I watch her curiously. She was intent on walking out just a few seconds ago. So what made her stay?
CHAPTER THIRTY
ISLA
Ithought we were finally getting somewhere, but as usual, my hopeful heart has led me astray.
He’s an asshole.
You know what? I don’t even think that word does him justice, because I’ve never met anyone as infuriating as Doc.
He can’t grasp how all of this is hard on me. He can’t understand that I’m still adjusting to having my entire life torn away from me. How I’ve been forced to move cities, start a new school, and live with a man who seems to have zero boundaries.
I take a sip of my iced chai, glaring at the deliciously sweet and yet spicy drink like it’s the reason for all my frustration, but I can’t even bring myself to look at Doc.
I should have left, but I can’t stand being rude, especially when Carol has been nothing but nice to me since I came in here earlier this week. She may be old enough to be my grandmother, but she’s one of the only people I know in the city, and I’m not willing to burn any bridges, especially considering how volatile my relationship with Doc is.
He hasn’t said a word since the drinks were delivered, but I can feel his eyes burning into me. I don’t need to have lookedhis way to know he hasn’t looked away from me the entire time we’ve been sitting here.
I finish my drink as quickly as I can without giving myself a brain freeze and then stand up without a word.
“Where are you going, spitfire?” Doc rumbles.
“Home.”
I don’t give him a chance to respond before I leave the table, throw my trash in the can, and shove my way out into the cold street. Couldn’t he at least live somewhere warm? I feel like I’ve traded one freezing cold city for another.
I’m tempted to go somewhere else, anywhere other than the apartment I share with the most infuriating human I’ve ever met, but the reality is, I have nowhere else to go. Nowhere he won’t find me at least.
Plus, I haven’t had time to get the tracker off my phone yet.
I storm through the lobby and hit the button for the elevator three times before I accept it’s not going to come any quicker the more I press it.
But it’s only when the doors slide open that I’m met with Doc standing right behind me, our reflections in the mirror on the far side of the elevator.
How the fuck does he do that?
I huff out a sigh and move into the lift, crowding myself in the corner in the hope it will keep some distance between us. But I should have known better.
The second the door closes, he’s on me. His huge body cages mine against the wall until there’s nowhere I can go.
I’m trapped, and although I’m pretty sure he won’t hurt me, I realize I don’t know Doc all that well.
I snake my hands between us and try to shove him backward, but he doesn’t budge. “Get off me,” I snap.
“No.”
“Doc,” I warn.
“I said no, Isla.”
Before I can open my mouth to argue, his lips crash down on mine, and just like every time he’s kissed me, I’m drunk on it from the very first second. There’s nothing gentle about this kiss as he ravages my mouth, taking what he wants and forcing me to give it to him.
