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“Damn it, Carter! You weren’t supposed to tell him that!” I shrieked.
“What was I supposed to say? You are here, and you don’t want to talk to him. Don’t look at me that way, Marie.”
“It’s fine, I’ll talk to him.”
Carter walked over and handed me the phone. “I’m going back to bed.”
I looked down at Carter’s phone in my hand.
“We’re going to give you some privacy,” Marie said and grabbed Kendra’s arm. Kendra followed her into the kitchen. It wasn’t that much privacy. The kitchen was open to the family room.
I sighed and put the phone to my ear. “Hello, Mason.”
“Bee, what the hell?”
“What the hell yourself, Mason.”
“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”
“Don’t you dare.” Who does this guy think he is?
“I do dare.”
“Mason, I can’t see you again.”
“And why not?”
“Because you’re Mason Caldwell. Which means that your father is Max Caldwell.”
“What does this have to do with my father?”
I swallowed hard. “My ex-fiancé worked for him.”
“Stay where you are.”
“Just tell me, Mason. Did you introduce my fiancé to a bunch of sleazy women?”
“You don’t understand. Just let me explain…”
“Go to hell, Mason.”
“Bee, if you would…”
“Bridget. Only my friends call me Bee.” I hung up the phone.
Chapter Twenty-One
Mason
What the fuck? No one ever hung up on me. I shoved my phone back into my pocket. This isn’t good. If her ex-fiancé worked for my dad, then I had definitely met him. Shit.
I put my hand in the air to signal a nearby taxi. The cab pulled to a stop in front of me. I climbed in and gave him Carter’s address. No girl had ever blue balled me. I had already made up my mind to have her, and have her I would. Bee was mine. I’d have her today and anything I had done wouldn’t matter. She wouldn’t care after I gave her the best night of her life. I was getting hard all over again just thinking about her tight ass and those luscious red lips.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back against the seat. Who the hell is her ex? I tried to go through all the men that reported to my father. None of them seemed like Bee’s type. They all acted like a bunch of pussies. A girl like that shouldn’t have been with one of them anyway. As far as I was concerned, I had done her a favor. She should be thanking me.
But she knew. She knew who I was. Whoever that little shit was had told her all about me. And she probably thought it was my fault that he had cheated on her.
I punched the back of the passenger’s seat.
