Read Online Meow Or Never: BBW SEAL Shifter Surprise Pregnancy Romance (Chicago Catastrophe) by Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale - Free Book Online
Authors: Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale
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We’ll talk more when I get home, okay?” she asked, making her voice as cheerful as she could manage.
“All right, honey, bye-bye.”
Hailey sighed deeply and opened the folders in front of her.
* * *
H ailey got back from lunch feeling even worse than before. Sitting at her table, she felt like nothing had changed for the better and every step forward took her two steps back.
Why did I order seafood at what was definitely a pizza place?
She shot a quick text back to Troy, hoping talking to him would get her mind off things. Mulling over what to say took way too much time, but she finally pressed the send button.
Not yet. How’s your quest for purpose going? she typed, hoping the little jab at Troy’s expense didn’t come across too harsh.
Hailey didn’t get much time to ponder that, as her desk phone rang. She picked it up, wondering which one of her clients it could be.
“Hi. Did you get the flowers I sent you?” a chillingly familiar male voice asked.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out who the caller was. Tired and slightly nauseated, Hailey’s patience was definitely wearing thin.
“Look, Culliver, I’m flattered, but…” she started before cutting herself off. “No, you know what, I’m not flattered. You’re a heartless jerk and you work for even bigger jerks and I don’t want to get to know you. In fact, I wish I didn’t know you at all!”
The line was silent for a couple of seconds, giving Hailey plenty of time to think about what a bad idea pissing this guy off was.
“So you got them,” was all Culliver had to say.
Hailey slammed the phone down with a frustrated cry. She had a feeling this wasn’t the last she’d heard of the man. He didn’t strike her as the type to give up easily if he wanted something.
Whatever. I’ll deal with him later, she thought.
Hailey buried herself in her work, shutting everything else out. It wasn’t until Laura knocked on her glass door, coat in hand, that she looked up to see the office empty.
“It’s half past nine. Go home, you look like you could use some rest,” Laura said with a kind smile.
“I will. See you tomorrow, Laura,” Hailey responded, running a hand through her hair.
She turned off her computer and gathered her things, slightly sad to see she had no new text messages, but too tired to dwell on it. Her feet dragged as she took the stairs down and all she could think about was falling into bed.
Cool air hit her face as she exited the building and she breathed in deeply. Her fingers fumbled in her purse trying to find the car keys, thoughts already fixed on crawling into bed. Crossing the street and running her eyes over the parking lot, she noticed a figure standing next to her Volkswagen.
Not tonight… not tonight…
The closer she got, the more her stomach sank.
It was Culliver, and he was holding another bouquet of flowers, even more lavish than the previous one. This time, he’d gone for red roses.
I should have called in sick today, she thought with a sigh.
Hailey briefly considered going back inside, but decided to face the man head-on instead. Maybe he’d get the message better face to face. There were other people getting into their cars in the parking lot, so at least she wouldn’t be alone with him.
Besides, running away from her problems had only gotten her in deeper so far.
“Good evening,” Culliver said as Hailey got to her car, his wide smile unsettling for some reason.
He stretched out the hand with the flowers, pointing it towards her.
“These are for you.”
“I thought I made myself clear over the phone. I’m not interested,” Hailey replied, frustrated.
How deluded can a person be? Like I’d go out with someone who threatened my parents’ lives.
“I think it would be in your best interest to give me a chance, Miss Molloy,” Culliver argued, frowning.
“You aren’t owed a chance. I don’t have to go out with you just because you feel like I should,” Hailey countered,
“All right, honey, bye-bye.”
Hailey sighed deeply and opened the folders in front of her.
* * *
H ailey got back from lunch feeling even worse than before. Sitting at her table, she felt like nothing had changed for the better and every step forward took her two steps back.
Why did I order seafood at what was definitely a pizza place?
She shot a quick text back to Troy, hoping talking to him would get her mind off things. Mulling over what to say took way too much time, but she finally pressed the send button.
Not yet. How’s your quest for purpose going? she typed, hoping the little jab at Troy’s expense didn’t come across too harsh.
Hailey didn’t get much time to ponder that, as her desk phone rang. She picked it up, wondering which one of her clients it could be.
“Hi. Did you get the flowers I sent you?” a chillingly familiar male voice asked.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out who the caller was. Tired and slightly nauseated, Hailey’s patience was definitely wearing thin.
“Look, Culliver, I’m flattered, but…” she started before cutting herself off. “No, you know what, I’m not flattered. You’re a heartless jerk and you work for even bigger jerks and I don’t want to get to know you. In fact, I wish I didn’t know you at all!”
The line was silent for a couple of seconds, giving Hailey plenty of time to think about what a bad idea pissing this guy off was.
“So you got them,” was all Culliver had to say.
Hailey slammed the phone down with a frustrated cry. She had a feeling this wasn’t the last she’d heard of the man. He didn’t strike her as the type to give up easily if he wanted something.
Whatever. I’ll deal with him later, she thought.
Hailey buried herself in her work, shutting everything else out. It wasn’t until Laura knocked on her glass door, coat in hand, that she looked up to see the office empty.
“It’s half past nine. Go home, you look like you could use some rest,” Laura said with a kind smile.
“I will. See you tomorrow, Laura,” Hailey responded, running a hand through her hair.
She turned off her computer and gathered her things, slightly sad to see she had no new text messages, but too tired to dwell on it. Her feet dragged as she took the stairs down and all she could think about was falling into bed.
Cool air hit her face as she exited the building and she breathed in deeply. Her fingers fumbled in her purse trying to find the car keys, thoughts already fixed on crawling into bed. Crossing the street and running her eyes over the parking lot, she noticed a figure standing next to her Volkswagen.
Not tonight… not tonight…
The closer she got, the more her stomach sank.
It was Culliver, and he was holding another bouquet of flowers, even more lavish than the previous one. This time, he’d gone for red roses.
I should have called in sick today, she thought with a sigh.
Hailey briefly considered going back inside, but decided to face the man head-on instead. Maybe he’d get the message better face to face. There were other people getting into their cars in the parking lot, so at least she wouldn’t be alone with him.
Besides, running away from her problems had only gotten her in deeper so far.
“Good evening,” Culliver said as Hailey got to her car, his wide smile unsettling for some reason.
He stretched out the hand with the flowers, pointing it towards her.
“These are for you.”
“I thought I made myself clear over the phone. I’m not interested,” Hailey replied, frustrated.
How deluded can a person be? Like I’d go out with someone who threatened my parents’ lives.
“I think it would be in your best interest to give me a chance, Miss Molloy,” Culliver argued, frowning.
“You aren’t owed a chance. I don’t have to go out with you just because you feel like I should,” Hailey countered,
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