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you’re not telling us.”
“Speaking of something you’re not telling us.” Nicole arched a brow. “What’s going on between you and Reed?”
Ashley’s eyes widened. Damn. Had she heard the news already? Reed hadn’t wasted any time telling his brother about their impending divorce. “I, ah . . .”
Nicole turned the tablet around for them to see. Oh, dear lord! Nicole wasn’t talking about the divorce. An almost-X-rated image of her and Reed kissing flashed on the screen. She’d plastered herself against him, every inch of her making contact with every inch of him. Her foot snaked around the bottom of his leg, her arms coiled around his neck.
One of his hands gripped her ass while the other . . . Holy crap! The other slid under her dress and the hem rode up nearly an inch. You couldn’t see her panties, but it was close.
“That’s some kiss,” Kate declared, a gleam in her eye.
Heat flooded her cheeks and Ashley cringed. What the heck had she been thinking? They’d been in an elegant hotel for all to see, and there she’d been behaving . . . With her soon-to-be ex. Lord, she couldn’t even think about it.
Nicole roared with laughter. “Boy, talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Max and I might get a little amorous in public, but we can’t hold a candle to you and Reed. You can’t keep your hands off him.”
Ashley nodded. She couldn’t. That was the problem. And there was only one solution as far as she could see. She had to stay away from him, as far away as possible, until she could get control of herself.
Chapter 13
Reed pounded on the front door leading into his penthouse, in downtown Chicago, and waited. He knew Ashley was inside. Could hear her moving around. If she thought not answering the door would make him go away, she had another think coming.
It was bad enough she hadn’t returned any of his calls over the last twenty-four hours, but not telling him she wasn’t going to the family dinner tonight was inexcusable.
Their families still didn’t know about the impending divorce, and he’d expected Ashley to be at Max and Nicole’s house when he arrived at six o’clock. She’d known about the dinner. He’d left her a message.
When seven o’clock passed and she still hadn’t arrived or contacted him, he began to worry and he’d wondered out loud what was keeping her.
The conversation he, Kate, Max, and Nicole were having while they waited for the roast to finish cooking came to an abrupt halt. Six sets of astonished eyes landed on him. “Ashley is sick,” Nicole had said. “She isn’t coming.”
His mind started to race. Ashley sick? No. She’d been fine when he saw her at the party two days ago. She was avoiding him, that’s why she’d bailed.
A stab of guilt had knifed through him. Kate was her sister and Ashley hadn’t come to see her off because of him.
“Didn’t you know?” Kate had asked innocently.
No. He hadn’t, and he needed to think fast and come up with a good reason why. He’d said something about being at the office all day and not stopping home before he came here.
No one had challenged him, but he’d known from the expressions on their faces, they’d sensed something wasn’t right.
He hammered on the door again, then yanked out his keys, jammed them in the lock, and turned the knob.
The door opened as he twisted the knob. Ashley stood before him wrapped in a blanket, shaking. Her eyes glazed over. Perspiration beaded on her brow.
“Shit.” He placed a hand on her forehead. “You’re burning up.”
She swayed.
He grabbed her waist to steady her.
The color drained from her face. “I’m going to get sick.” She shoved a fist to her mouth, then turned and ran.
Reed raced after her.
When the nausea subsided, he wiped her mouth, scooped her in his arms and strode toward the front door.
“Where are we going?” Ashley whispered.
“To see a doctor.”
Tears filled her eyes. “I don’t need a doctor. I just want to
“Speaking of something you’re not telling us.” Nicole arched a brow. “What’s going on between you and Reed?”
Ashley’s eyes widened. Damn. Had she heard the news already? Reed hadn’t wasted any time telling his brother about their impending divorce. “I, ah . . .”
Nicole turned the tablet around for them to see. Oh, dear lord! Nicole wasn’t talking about the divorce. An almost-X-rated image of her and Reed kissing flashed on the screen. She’d plastered herself against him, every inch of her making contact with every inch of him. Her foot snaked around the bottom of his leg, her arms coiled around his neck.
One of his hands gripped her ass while the other . . . Holy crap! The other slid under her dress and the hem rode up nearly an inch. You couldn’t see her panties, but it was close.
“That’s some kiss,” Kate declared, a gleam in her eye.
Heat flooded her cheeks and Ashley cringed. What the heck had she been thinking? They’d been in an elegant hotel for all to see, and there she’d been behaving . . . With her soon-to-be ex. Lord, she couldn’t even think about it.
Nicole roared with laughter. “Boy, talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Max and I might get a little amorous in public, but we can’t hold a candle to you and Reed. You can’t keep your hands off him.”
Ashley nodded. She couldn’t. That was the problem. And there was only one solution as far as she could see. She had to stay away from him, as far away as possible, until she could get control of herself.
Chapter 13
Reed pounded on the front door leading into his penthouse, in downtown Chicago, and waited. He knew Ashley was inside. Could hear her moving around. If she thought not answering the door would make him go away, she had another think coming.
It was bad enough she hadn’t returned any of his calls over the last twenty-four hours, but not telling him she wasn’t going to the family dinner tonight was inexcusable.
Their families still didn’t know about the impending divorce, and he’d expected Ashley to be at Max and Nicole’s house when he arrived at six o’clock. She’d known about the dinner. He’d left her a message.
When seven o’clock passed and she still hadn’t arrived or contacted him, he began to worry and he’d wondered out loud what was keeping her.
The conversation he, Kate, Max, and Nicole were having while they waited for the roast to finish cooking came to an abrupt halt. Six sets of astonished eyes landed on him. “Ashley is sick,” Nicole had said. “She isn’t coming.”
His mind started to race. Ashley sick? No. She’d been fine when he saw her at the party two days ago. She was avoiding him, that’s why she’d bailed.
A stab of guilt had knifed through him. Kate was her sister and Ashley hadn’t come to see her off because of him.
“Didn’t you know?” Kate had asked innocently.
No. He hadn’t, and he needed to think fast and come up with a good reason why. He’d said something about being at the office all day and not stopping home before he came here.
No one had challenged him, but he’d known from the expressions on their faces, they’d sensed something wasn’t right.
He hammered on the door again, then yanked out his keys, jammed them in the lock, and turned the knob.
The door opened as he twisted the knob. Ashley stood before him wrapped in a blanket, shaking. Her eyes glazed over. Perspiration beaded on her brow.
“Shit.” He placed a hand on her forehead. “You’re burning up.”
She swayed.
He grabbed her waist to steady her.
The color drained from her face. “I’m going to get sick.” She shoved a fist to her mouth, then turned and ran.
Reed raced after her.
When the nausea subsided, he wiped her mouth, scooped her in his arms and strode toward the front door.
“Where are we going?” Ashley whispered.
“To see a doctor.”
Tears filled her eyes. “I don’t need a doctor. I just want to
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