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Authors: Joyce Jordan
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ten miutes later he got more than he had bargained for. What the hell was she doing at her ex boyfriend’s house and his dad? Where they still dating or what? If they weren’t dating why was she still here seven hours later? Nate listened to the voice on the other end telling him news he didn’t want to hear, but had to since he had already opened Pandora’s box. Now what? He asked himself that question over and over again.
“Tell me when she gets home,” he said as he handed the phone back and opened the door beside him. “The exact time,” he told them. He walked back to his ride and told the driver to take him to his office. Once there he did a thorough background check and printed the pages to take home for bedtime reading.
The strange reading choice didn’t escape him as he poured himself a shot of bourbon and sat down extending his legs onto the pouffe stool. He stopped after the second glass once he realized he could easily get drunk. And getting drunk wasn’t on the agenda. He looked at the time and realized it was now after midnight. Since he hadn’t received a call, that meant she was still there , right?
Could it get any worse? Did he need to be a rocket scientist to know that she was still with her so called ex boyfriend.
Nate dropped his body onto his bed, fully clothed, his phone right beside him, waiting for the call that would put his mind at ease. He debated with himself, his feelings told him not to let go, but his head told him to be rational and move on. Women were plenty. He was never at a shortage. He had several women who would come running if he just said the word. No questions asked.
Sometime in the early hours of the morning he dozed only to wake up at his usual time and realize his phone had never once beeped. The battery was almost gone. He placed it on the charger and went to take a shower. Strong coffee was the order of the day and he had two strong cups before he made it out of his home and to the office.
“You look like crap,” w ere his brother’s words of greeting. “You left early, how is Jes?”
He grunted and ignored his brother, going into his office and shut ting the door.
Rafe opened Nate’s office door and followed. “I gather things didn’t go as planned? What happened?”
“She spent the better part of the day with her ex boyfriend and his father,” he replied staring out of his office windows.
“Okay… Maybe they are just friends,” he said. “You know like Ana had her ex in Dallas. He’s her client,” he reminded Nate. “What did she have to say about it?”
“Fuck Rafe ,” Nate said harshly turning around to face him. “I might have believed that if she had come home.”
“Ah, bro. Are you telling me she slept at his house?”
“Yes, well that’s my assumption,” he replied. Nate sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “The guards were supposed to call me when she went back to her house. They didn’t so…”
“I see.”
“Yes.”
“But,” Rafe said and held his hands up in a surrender getsure. “You might still want to ask her directly. Could be something with an easy explanation.”
Nate growled at him. “Whose side are you on?”
“Yours bro,” he said with a smile that was irritating Nate. “When a woman gets under your skin like that…”
“You better not finish that sentence, because I’m about to murder my own brother. No more talking from you.”
Rafe took out his phone. “I won’t,” he said and started texting. ‘…it means she’s the one.’
Nate heard his phone beep a message and took it out of his pocket. He frowned seeing a message from Rafe. Why would his brother text him when he was right here in his office. “Really, Rafe?” he walked with purpose towards him. “I warned you.”
Rafe laughed and rushed to the door. “I didn’t say anything. You said no more talking.”
Nate came to a stop. “So you simply sent me a text instead?”
He smiled and nodded.
“Fuck you Rafe. Why
“Tell me when she gets home,” he said as he handed the phone back and opened the door beside him. “The exact time,” he told them. He walked back to his ride and told the driver to take him to his office. Once there he did a thorough background check and printed the pages to take home for bedtime reading.
The strange reading choice didn’t escape him as he poured himself a shot of bourbon and sat down extending his legs onto the pouffe stool. He stopped after the second glass once he realized he could easily get drunk. And getting drunk wasn’t on the agenda. He looked at the time and realized it was now after midnight. Since he hadn’t received a call, that meant she was still there , right?
Could it get any worse? Did he need to be a rocket scientist to know that she was still with her so called ex boyfriend.
Nate dropped his body onto his bed, fully clothed, his phone right beside him, waiting for the call that would put his mind at ease. He debated with himself, his feelings told him not to let go, but his head told him to be rational and move on. Women were plenty. He was never at a shortage. He had several women who would come running if he just said the word. No questions asked.
Sometime in the early hours of the morning he dozed only to wake up at his usual time and realize his phone had never once beeped. The battery was almost gone. He placed it on the charger and went to take a shower. Strong coffee was the order of the day and he had two strong cups before he made it out of his home and to the office.
“You look like crap,” w ere his brother’s words of greeting. “You left early, how is Jes?”
He grunted and ignored his brother, going into his office and shut ting the door.
Rafe opened Nate’s office door and followed. “I gather things didn’t go as planned? What happened?”
“She spent the better part of the day with her ex boyfriend and his father,” he replied staring out of his office windows.
“Okay… Maybe they are just friends,” he said. “You know like Ana had her ex in Dallas. He’s her client,” he reminded Nate. “What did she have to say about it?”
“Fuck Rafe ,” Nate said harshly turning around to face him. “I might have believed that if she had come home.”
“Ah, bro. Are you telling me she slept at his house?”
“Yes, well that’s my assumption,” he replied. Nate sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “The guards were supposed to call me when she went back to her house. They didn’t so…”
“I see.”
“Yes.”
“But,” Rafe said and held his hands up in a surrender getsure. “You might still want to ask her directly. Could be something with an easy explanation.”
Nate growled at him. “Whose side are you on?”
“Yours bro,” he said with a smile that was irritating Nate. “When a woman gets under your skin like that…”
“You better not finish that sentence, because I’m about to murder my own brother. No more talking from you.”
Rafe took out his phone. “I won’t,” he said and started texting. ‘…it means she’s the one.’
Nate heard his phone beep a message and took it out of his pocket. He frowned seeing a message from Rafe. Why would his brother text him when he was right here in his office. “Really, Rafe?” he walked with purpose towards him. “I warned you.”
Rafe laughed and rushed to the door. “I didn’t say anything. You said no more talking.”
Nate came to a stop. “So you simply sent me a text instead?”
He smiled and nodded.
“Fuck you Rafe. Why
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