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door shut in his face, and locked it.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Chris groaned and flipped to her back on the bed. What a horrible night. She’d been up until the wee hours debating whether or not she should stick to her guns or give in and take what Drex offered. In the end, she’d decided she’d stick to her guns. If it were any other man she would date him, no problem.
    The possibility of a breakup wouldn’t bother her with anyone else. With him, it was as if her heart were being torn out. No. Unless he offered her something solid, they were not going to be seeing much more of each other. Better to stop it all now before he gave her one of those stupid bracelets and tried to let her down gently.
    After a shower and some clean clothes someone had dropped off for her, she went to the kitchen. His housekeeper handed her a cup of coffee.
    “Where’s Drex, Sheila?”
    “He said he’d be back in a short while and asked for you to wait for him. He told me to tell you to make sure you don’t leave without him. He was very adamant. That boy can be so pushy.” The older woman groaned.
    Chris grinned at Sheila. She thought about making changes to her article and smacked her forehead. She’d forgotten to grab her flash drive from her kitchen drawer. Shit.
    The thought of leaving her flash drive in a drawer someone had broken into didn’t sit well. It was probably best to go home and retrieve it. She headed for the door. “Hey, Sheila, do you know where I can find the keys to one of Drex’s cars?”
    Sheila lifted her brows. “You’re leaving without him? I’ll never hear the end of it.”
    Smiling sympathetically at Sheila, she grabbed her bag. “I know and I’m really sorry but I need to go home for a minute. I’ll be back soon. Besides, those guys from his security service are going to be following me, so it’s no big deal.”
    Sheila shook her head and passed her a set of keys from a small cabinet. “Here, take the black Aston Martin.”
    She grinned and rushed out of the kitchen. “I’ll be back soon.” She ran to the garage.
    When she reached her home, she left the men guarding her house outside. She walked up to her kitchen drawer, retrieved her flash drive, and put it in her bag just as her doorbell rang. She opened the door, knowing the house was secured by the men Drex hired, and smiled at a beautiful blonde.
    “Hi.” The woman gave her a warm smile. “I’m Kelly Windsor. Do you mind if I speak to you for just a few minutes. I’ve heard such great things about you and I’d just like to chat for a moment about you possibly doing some work for me.”
    Kelly Windsor? The owner and heiress to the largest women’s magazine in the world wanted to chat? Chris looked out behind the perfectly made-up blonde, to the group of men standing by the car. She smiled at them, waved that all was OK, and let the woman in. Curiosity got the best of her. She wanted to know what Kelly Windsor wanted with her.
    She opened the door wide and allowed the other woman to enter.
    “Ms. Windsor, I’m surprised to see you in my home. What exactly did you want with me?”
    Kelly Windsor walked around the clean living area. Thankfully, someone had straightened up the place for the previous day’s disaster.
    The beautiful blonde turned and smiled at her. “Do you know Drex Callum well, Ms. Conner?”
    Drex? She was there to talk about Drex? “Yes. He’s a family friend. I’ve known him all my life.”
    Kelly’s smile faltered, and she flicked a glance down Chris’s body. “I’d say he’s more than a friend to you.”
    “Just what the hell are you implying and what exactly do you want here?”
    Kelly reached into her handbag and pulled out a handgun. “If Drex can’t be mine, then he won’t be anyone else’s.”
    Chris stared at the woman in shock. “Are you kidding me? There’s like a bunch of security guys outside my door.”
    Kelly smirked. “I know, but by the time they find you you’ll be dead. So I