I look at him, glaring. “You know better than to ask
me about my family.” My loving family. Mother that had
me committed as a teenager. My sister that tried to get
power of attorney. All they care about now is my money. “I
haven’t talked to them in years.”
“Regardless, she will want a wedding. Something
huge and expensive no doubt. They all hemorrhage money
at weddings.” He rolls his eyes.
I nod. Of course she will, but I need to be married to
her. After that, she can have anything she wants as long as
I’m the one giving it to her.
“Yes, of course. When we get back we’ll have a big
party, then plan out the wedding together. I think she’s
going to love it. I don’t care what it costs.”
He nods. “So is that why you took off all that time
you have coming up?”
I smile at him. “Well, why would I want to sit here
with you when I can be with her? I need a break anyway.”
“How long have you two been seeing each other?
Seems a bit sudden for a proposal.”
I shoot him a look across the desk and he only
laughs at me.
“I met her five months ago. It’s never to soon when
you know. What do you know, you don’t even want to be
married to your wife now, and she’s your third. Don’t talk
to me about proposing, you can’t seem to stop.”
He laughs, nodding in agreement. “Yeah, don’t
remind me. Next time I want to marry one please, find a
way to stop me.”
After being spotted that night, I decided to
push back my plans a few days. Let things settle, just in
case. There was also that guy she was talking to, I haven’t
been able to figure out who he is just yet.
It doesn’t really matter who he is. She’s going to be
so happy when I tell her what I’ve got planned and how
I’ve been watching over her. Whoever that guy is, she’ll
forget all about him.
Today is the day. After pushing things back, I
decided this morning that I wouldn’t wait any longer. I’m
going to see her, and if everything goes like think it will,
she’ll know that I’m the only one that can really take care
of her when this is over.
It’s essential that she learns to depend on me.
I rise from my desk. Alex blows out a breath and
heaves his enormous frame out of the leather chair opposite
“Dinner?” He walks towards the door.
“Not today, I have plans.”
It’s not a long drive. I know all the shortcuts. If
there’s a way to get to this CVS I know it like the back of
my hand, just like the routes to her house.
I park my Corvette up front this time. Normally, I
park out of site, but today things are different.
Right on time, I see her head towards the exit with
her keys already in her hand. I get out of my car just as she
Emily sees me, recognition lights her brown eyes
and a smile flashes across her face. She always smiles
when she sees me. That’s how I know she’s glad I’m here.
“Hi there. I got your message, I’m sorry you were
Confusion wrinkles her forehead, stopping her in
the middle of the parking lot.
“I didn’t leave you a message.”
I pull out my phone. “It’s ok, don’t be embarrassed.
After seeing me every day you must have wondered what
happened when I wasn’t here for days.”
I pull up a text sent to me by her friend, Caroline.
You’d be surprised what money can do. Turning the phone,
I show her the message.
“Emily is asking about you. Didn’t you tell her you
were out of town?”
“No, it was a last minute emergency. I didn’t have
time. I’ll be back tomorrow I’ll talk to her then.”
Emily stares at it, shaking her head. “I never asked
about you. You’ve been here every day. What are you
I furrow my brow with concern. “No, sweetheart
I’ve been in California. Are you all right?” I move to touch
her arm, she jerks out of reach.
She touches her forehead. “I’m fine. I know you
were here. I saw you, we talked. And how do you even
I frown. “She works for me, you knew that. She’s
my new district manager of the Houston area, for weeks
now. Are you sure you’re okay? Can I get you some
water? You really don’t remember?”
She shakes her head. “No, I’m fine. I don’t know
what’s going on here, but if it’s a sick joke it’s not funny.”
She pushes past me, headed for her car. “Emily, I’d
never do that to you. Hey, take this.” I hold out my card.
“Call me if you need anything. I’m worried about you.”
She takes the card, shaking her head, then gets into
her SUV and slams the door.
If she depends on me, she’ll realize how much she
loves me. I only have to make her see it.
No one can love Emily the way I do.
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