Page 132 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“What are you doing here?” she yells again.

The second figure raises a hand and waves. I straighten and raise one back in greeting.Sterling.

I call back as loud as I can, “I need to talk to you.”

“No!”

My head jerks back. “What the fuck do you mean, no?” Irritation bubbles in my voice. “You don’t get to run away and not tell me you’re leaving.” I jab a finger into the air, pointing in her direction.

“Why?” she snips back.

Fucking hell, this woman. Even from this distance, I can tell Sterling’s amused as his faint chuckle carries. He moves away, further back along the deck, away from Maddy. Probably to give us space. But I don’t care who hears us. All I care about is the fact I’ve chased her here and she’s still being difficult.

“Why the hell do you think?” I shout and push my hands back through my hair.

“Didn’t you read my email?” she calls.

The blood boils in my veins. “If you mean that ton of shit you made up, then yeah, I read it.”

“It’s not—”

“Don’t you dare fucking lie to me again!” I drag in a deep breath until my lungs cry out. “No more, Mads. No fucking more!”

She’s silent, staring in my direction.

“What is this? You think because you hated me that I have to hate you back to make us even?”

“No,” she cries, the pain in her voice making my heart stall.

“Then what?”

“I-I thought if you hated me then you’d move on. Save the business. Be happy. I want you to be happy.”

“I could never be happy after reading that fucking article, knowing that you hated yourself enough to write it. That you didn’t think you deserved this.” I jerk my arm between the giant gap between us. “This thing that’s happening between us.”

“Log—”

“I’ve read your real article. Even if I hadn’t, I’d still be here. I’m not letting you push me away anymore.”

She shakes her head. “What else is there? This is what we do, Logan.”

She’s still too far to see clearly, but something tells me that she’s crying. My heart lurches.

“We change the story. We write our own fucking story. Starting right now!”

“Why would you do that? After everything?”

Fuck’s sake.I spin in a circle as I tear at my hair. She’s not listening to a word I’m saying.

“You know why!” I holler back until my lungs burn like they might fly out of my throat with the effort.

She freezes. “You shouldn’t be here, Logan.”

“No shit. Neither should you. You should be back in London.With me.” I bang my chest with my fist.

“You’re getting married.” Her hands curl around the railing on the yacht’s upper deck as she leans closer.

“Not unless it’s to you.” My chest rises and falls in desperate pants. “Can’t you see? It’s you or no one. Fuck, I’ll get down on one knee now and prove it to you.”

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