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PARKER
That feelingof being watched washes over me yet again. I don’t know if I should be scared or comforted. I’m in public at this club, so I don’t feel scared…yet. But it’s strange. I haven’t felt this in years.Why now?
“You good?” Allison asks as she shoves a glass into my hand.
I don’t bother even looking at the contents.I know it’s water. I don’t drink much. Not that I think there is anything wrong with alcohol. I just don’t like to drink it very often. Although maybe I should tonight because I can’t shake that feeling, and I’m getting a little annoyed with it all.
I’m pretty sure it’s anxiety.
I mean, at this point, everything wrong with me is probably some form of anxiety.
That meeting with the psychologist got me all stirred up, and I’m even feeling a little shaky. I wonder if that’s the reason I have that sensation of being watched, that it’s all in my head. My anxiety taking control and taking over. I wonder if I should call Doctor Hamilton about this. My thoughts quickly vanish when I realize I’ve been lost in my head, and Allison’s been waiting for an answer.
“I’m good,” I lie.
She smiles and shakes her head once. “You aren’t,” she whispers. “But you will be. I can feel it.”
Lifting the glass of water to my lips, I take a drink. Together, we move toward an empty pub table. Placing my glass down, I let out a sigh, giving Allison my biggest fake smile. She knows that it’s fake, too, but she has the decency not to say anything, probably because she’s wearing one herself.
“Do you want to talk about it more?” I’m trying to change the subject and take the focus off me.
She shakes her head. “What’s there to tell?” she asks. “I was fucking a married man and got caught. I knew it was a possibility. I knew it could happen. And I did it where I worked. My boss. Which makes it a million times worse because now I’m jobless.”
“But?” I ask.
She shrugs a shoulder. “I needed it to happen. He had this hold on me. I don’t know how I let it happen. I didn’t love him. I mean, I loved fucking him, but I didn’t love him as a person. He’s nobody I would want to be with. He’s a cheater.”
Picking up my glass, I take another sip and try not to laugh. I know she liked him. Even if she didn’t love him, she liked him a lot.
“So, what happens now?” I ask.
There is a moment of silence. The bass from the music bumps in the room. I can feel it throughout my entire body. Placing my hand against the center of my chest, I feel it pounding.Thump, thump, thump.
Over and over.
It beats in my eardrums, and I wonder why people like this. All it does is cause me to feel like I want to run. Hard and fast. I’m here for Allison, though, so I don’t do that. Instead, I attempt to give her all my attention.
Allison shrugs a shoulder, then looks down into her martini glass before she lifts her attention to meet mine. “I’m going to figure it out. That’s not the only job in the world, but tonight, I want to drink a little, dance a lot, and have some fun.”
She lifts the glass to her lips, swallows the contents whole, and reaches for my wrist, tugging me behind her as she moves toward the floor. I hate the dance floor. I hate the random men who dance with me.
I hate it all, but for Allison, I will do it… just tonight.
ChapterSix
WELLS
She stepsout of her condo building with another woman around her age. They’re both dressed for a night out on the town. She’s gorgeous. Even if I think her dress is a little short to go out without a man on her arm. She almost looks like a different person from earlier, all dressed and made up. But her eyes… They’re the same.
Parker stops at the car door, looking left, then right. She senses my eyes on her. She’s aware. That’s good. I don’t want a fucking oblivious bitch. Her friend says something to her, and I watch as her spine straightens, then she sinks down into the front seat and closes the door, glancing around again right before the car takes off.
Keeping a close eye on the car, I take in the license plate, then text the number to Hendrick before I shift my car intoDriveand follow it. A few moments later, Hendrick calls me. I’m only a few blocks over, parking at the garage across from one of the more decent clubs in town. Not exclusive, but it’s not necessarily easy to get into either.
I watch as the two breeze right inside without even waiting in the mile-long line, mainly because they are both hot as sin. My phone rings. Sliding my thumb across the screen, I clear my throat before I say Hendrick’s name.
“Owner is a drop-dead gorgeous blonde named Allison. She works at a bank, in the office part. Secretary to the president. Been fucking him for a few years. Guy’s married. She got fired today. I’m going to go ahead and assume that the wife found out.”
