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of him. “They’re expecting.”
Her eyes flew to his and she nodded slowly. “Yes, I know. What does that have to do with them buying this house?”
“Can you imagine raising a child, who in eight months to a year will likely be crawling and walking, in a house built on a cliff?”
She blinked a few times and felt her spirits fall. She’d never thought of it that way. She started playing with her bracelets. The jingle sounds filled the office.
“I see by your look that you hadn’t.” His smile grew.
She felt the anger from deep within her. “Why didn’t you mention this earlier? I could have shown them another house.”
“Because then I wouldn’t have a date with you tomorrow night.”
She glared at him. “And you still don’t.” She turned her chair around and started to pick up the phone to call the Lufts. There were so many other homes she could offer to show them that were better suited for a young family.
Before she could dial the first number, her chair was spun around.
“Hold on.” He leaned closer, his hands resting on the chair’s armrests. “A deal is a deal,” he said close to her face.
“You could have lost this agency a lot of money, all because you wanted to gamble on a date?” Her eyes narrowed. “You need to know when to put childish games aside, Mr. Miller.” She tried to turn her chair back around, but he held her still. The phone receiver was still clenched in her hand and she felt like tossing it at him. “Let go,” she said under her breath.
“You haven’t lost the deal yet. I emailed them a few other, more appropriate listings just yesterday.” He smiled as his eyes roamed over her face.
“You did what?” She felt her body begin to vibrate with even more anger. “These are my clients.” She pushed herself up from her chair, causing him to take a step back as she let the phone dangle from the side of her desk. Then she shoved a finger into his chest. “You had no right. Who do you think you are?”
He backed up a step. Then held his hands up and tried to open his mouth.
“No!” She glared at him, not wanting to hear his voice at the moment. “I don’t know how they handled these kind of situations at CCR, but this is not how we do business at RMR. It is never okay to take clients away from another agent.” She turned, picked up her phone, and slammed it down. Reaching over, she closed her laptop and picked up her purse. She couldn’t stand to be in the same room with him anymore.
Marching out of the room, without another word or look aimed in his direction, she left him standing behind her desk with his mouth hanging open. She was too revved up to stop and talk with Gary as she passed him in the hallway on her way out of the building.
As she drove out of the parking lot, a lot of her anger turned to hurt, just as it had always done when he’d pulled a prank on her or teased her.
She didn’t know why she allowed him to have this effect on her, especially since she hadn’t let anyone else affect her like that since then.
She knew he’d been playing her. Why had she fallen for that kiss? She should have seen his betrayal coming, but she hadn’t.
Her mind raced over the last few items on the list that Kristen and she had made, wishing there was something she could do to pay him back for this new infraction. But no matter how much she thought about it, she just couldn’t come up with anything.
She parked her Jeep outside of Kristen’s office and glanced down at her watch. Her friend should be coming out of the building soon, so she texted her.
I’m outside. Wanna get some drinks?
It took a few minutes for Kristen to reply.
On my way out now. Yes, Aiden is stuck in a meeting, so . . . good timing.
When Kristen rushed across the street, her long curly hair flowing wildly behind her like her multicolored skirt, Amy couldn’t stop from smiling at her friend. She looked happy and in love.
“Hey,” Kristen said, making sure her skirt was
Her eyes flew to his and she nodded slowly. “Yes, I know. What does that have to do with them buying this house?”
“Can you imagine raising a child, who in eight months to a year will likely be crawling and walking, in a house built on a cliff?”
She blinked a few times and felt her spirits fall. She’d never thought of it that way. She started playing with her bracelets. The jingle sounds filled the office.
“I see by your look that you hadn’t.” His smile grew.
She felt the anger from deep within her. “Why didn’t you mention this earlier? I could have shown them another house.”
“Because then I wouldn’t have a date with you tomorrow night.”
She glared at him. “And you still don’t.” She turned her chair around and started to pick up the phone to call the Lufts. There were so many other homes she could offer to show them that were better suited for a young family.
Before she could dial the first number, her chair was spun around.
“Hold on.” He leaned closer, his hands resting on the chair’s armrests. “A deal is a deal,” he said close to her face.
“You could have lost this agency a lot of money, all because you wanted to gamble on a date?” Her eyes narrowed. “You need to know when to put childish games aside, Mr. Miller.” She tried to turn her chair back around, but he held her still. The phone receiver was still clenched in her hand and she felt like tossing it at him. “Let go,” she said under her breath.
“You haven’t lost the deal yet. I emailed them a few other, more appropriate listings just yesterday.” He smiled as his eyes roamed over her face.
“You did what?” She felt her body begin to vibrate with even more anger. “These are my clients.” She pushed herself up from her chair, causing him to take a step back as she let the phone dangle from the side of her desk. Then she shoved a finger into his chest. “You had no right. Who do you think you are?”
He backed up a step. Then held his hands up and tried to open his mouth.
“No!” She glared at him, not wanting to hear his voice at the moment. “I don’t know how they handled these kind of situations at CCR, but this is not how we do business at RMR. It is never okay to take clients away from another agent.” She turned, picked up her phone, and slammed it down. Reaching over, she closed her laptop and picked up her purse. She couldn’t stand to be in the same room with him anymore.
Marching out of the room, without another word or look aimed in his direction, she left him standing behind her desk with his mouth hanging open. She was too revved up to stop and talk with Gary as she passed him in the hallway on her way out of the building.
As she drove out of the parking lot, a lot of her anger turned to hurt, just as it had always done when he’d pulled a prank on her or teased her.
She didn’t know why she allowed him to have this effect on her, especially since she hadn’t let anyone else affect her like that since then.
She knew he’d been playing her. Why had she fallen for that kiss? She should have seen his betrayal coming, but she hadn’t.
Her mind raced over the last few items on the list that Kristen and she had made, wishing there was something she could do to pay him back for this new infraction. But no matter how much she thought about it, she just couldn’t come up with anything.
She parked her Jeep outside of Kristen’s office and glanced down at her watch. Her friend should be coming out of the building soon, so she texted her.
I’m outside. Wanna get some drinks?
It took a few minutes for Kristen to reply.
On my way out now. Yes, Aiden is stuck in a meeting, so . . . good timing.
When Kristen rushed across the street, her long curly hair flowing wildly behind her like her multicolored skirt, Amy couldn’t stop from smiling at her friend. She looked happy and in love.
“Hey,” Kristen said, making sure her skirt was
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