Page 7 of It Kills Me


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I propped my elbow on the armrest, my fingers resting under my chin. “You could have any woman you want. Don’t waste your time on me.”

“I can have any woman I want, huh? That sounds like a compliment.”

I rolled my eyes.

“You think I’m sexy.”

“I meant you could pay for whatever woman you want?—”

“We both know that’s not what you meant.” Now his hand returned to my thigh, a little higher up than it was before. The smirk was gone, and his stare was hard. “Come on, baby. Leave him and be with me.”

“You mean, leave him, sleep with you once, and then you ghost me.”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

“Because you’re a good guy?” I asked incredulously. “I know what kind of man you are. Want what you can’t have—and then the second you get it, you’re bored. My father actually believes I have what it takes to do this, and I’m not going to piss it away on a guy who likes to stir the pot just for the hell of it…”

His smile faded, and he stared at me hard.

I pushed his hand off my thigh. “I don’t want to be with a guy who plays games. Too smart for that shit.”

He let his hand fall. “You make a lot of assumptions about me.”

My eyes hardened on his face. “Then here’s your chance to correct me. Look me in the eye and tell me they aren’t true.” I leaned forward over the table. “Go ahead.”

He held my stare, shifting his jaw slightly, looking at me like I was an enemy rather than a potential lover.

I sat back in my chair when his rebuttal didn’t come. “You want me because I’m the boss’s daughter—and I’m off-limits. It’s a challenge to see if you can get me to dump my boyfriend and hop into bed with you. And once you’ve completed that conquest, it’s off to the next thing. How stupid do you think I am?”

He continued his stare.

I turned back to the laptop. “Look, I need to finish this?—”

“Your father told me he doesn’t like him. Says he’s not good enough for you.”

I stilled at the statement because my father had never said anything like that to me. They’d only met a couple times, and they seemed to get along fine. My father and I had an open and honest relationship, and it stung that he hadn’t confided that to me once.

“So why is a woman so smart and gorgeous wasting her time on a worthless guy?”

I was wounded by my father’s betrayal, but I did my best not to show it.

“Yes, I’ve done that kind of shit in the past, but that’s not my agenda with you.”

“Then what is your agenda?”

He stared for several seconds, his jaw moving again. “I have none.” He rose to his feet and walked away. “I’ve never had an agenda with you.”

I knocked on the open door to his study.

He sat behind the desk, in jeans and a t-shirt, scribbling something quickly on a paper. “Yes?”

“I finished the spreadsheets.”

When he realized it was me, he abandoned his task immediately and looked at me. “Thanks, sweetheart. I haven’t had a chance to check my email.”

I approached the desk. “Axel is waiting for his check.”

“Well, I’m busy today. He’ll have to come back tomorrow.”

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