I mentally kick myself. He’s probably incredibly busy at a company like Silverclaw. He wouldn’t have time to help me if I needed anything. “I’m the intern for the COO,” he tells me. “Ryan?” “Um, yes. He’s my brother,” Paul says, dipping his head. I smile. No wonder he’s so nice. Ryan is also o
Fiona 11:03 AM The weight of his eyes on me again makes me sigh. It’s only been three hours since I got here this morning, and Ethan has been watching me since I arrived. At first, I thought it had something to do with him thinking I’ve lost weight, but when I lifted my lunchbox and shook it a
Maybe it wasn’t a great idea to let his mother talk to him. I thought he was probably just too busy to answer his cell, but could he have been ignoring her on purpose? Little boss. The words and the patronizing way she’d said the phrase echo through my mind again, and I shake my head. He said hi
Fiona Ethan looks over the report again, slower this time, taking in every little thing printed on the papers, and I can tell his anger is rising. Ryan shakes his head when I step around the desk, but I take the chance and lay my hand on Ethan’s arm. He doesn’t move, so I squeeze his bicep in what
“I-it’s okay,” I whisper. “And no, nobody touched me. There are still some whispers going around about me, but I had a couple of run ins with women who didn’t agree with you hiring a ‘nobody’ as your new secretary. A few unpleasant gifts were left on my desk and my lunch disappeared one day.” “Why
Fiona My nerves jump as I send out my last email for the day and peek through Ethan’s office windows. He’s been grinding away at whatever work he’s doing for the past few hours after telling me to hold all his calls and take messages for him to return to later. I couldn’t stop thinking about spe
With a comfortable silence falling over us, we get back to work, pushing our way through the boring numbers, descriptions, and data. Ethan stays even closer to me throughout the entire process, sometimes touching me when he leans in. His hand brushes mine, then his arm presses against me, and he eve
Fiona Rolling over, I feel for Ethan. I open my eyes and look around the room, feeling a sense of déjà vu hits me when I find myself alone. However, after I sit up, I notice a piece of paper on the bedside table with a set of keys. My stomach flips as I scramble across the bed, grabbing the note
I take the moment to glance at Jack, who has become pale with surprise. I almost laugh. If he hadn’t fired his lawyer and if he’d bothered to look through the submitted evidence, he would have seen the evidence. “I will take this into consideration, Mr. Adair, but as you know, I have no jurisdicti
Fiona I adjust my pantsuit one last time before following Mr. Adair into he courtroom. After one hearing two days ago, we are finally entering the final divorce hearing. There were some issues at the first hearing with Jack’s lawyer, so the judge had to order us to reconvene today. As Mr. Adair
Jack’s eyes widen. “Have you forgotten everything you’ve done, Jack? You’re the one who ripped our marriage apart, not me,” I growl, stalking forward. “You chose to do the exact opposite of what you vowed on that very beautiful wedding day. You’re the one who stopped putting time and effort into o
Fiona My eyes fly to the door, but there’s no escape unless I go through Jack. Maybe I should’ve eaten with Ethan. Anything would be better than Jack showing up. In fact, he shouldn’t even be in this building. “What are you doing here, Jack?” I demand, putting as much confidence into my voice, l
My gut churns. It could be a lie, I remind myself. It’s what I wanted. Liar, a voice in my head whispers. It’s right. I hate the idea of their marriage moving forward. Angela opens her mouth like she’s going to say more, but I can’t listen to her anymore. I already have enough trouble with wha
Fiona “Please have this correspondence sent out to the Mercy Medical Company as soon as possible,” I tell Patrice, the older mail lady. She smiles at me and pats my hand. “Honey, you didn’t have to come all the way down to the mail room. You could’ve called me to come get this from you,” she say
“Fiona,” he greets as I step off the elevator. I offer my best smile, but even I can tell it’s not as genuine as it usually is. “What did you find?” I ask as soon as we make it into his office. “The lab sent back the forged signature as well as your samples. They wrote an official letter stating
Fiona Grabbing my bag, I make my way to the elevator. I chance one more glimpse at Ethan’s office, but it’s still empty. He didn’t come back after the meeting, and I didn’t look for him. We both need time to assess the situation in order to make the correct decisions. No matter how much my heart
How can he make a claim like that if he’s going to marry someone else? He can’t have it both ways. It’s either me or her, and he has more to gain and less to lose if he’s with her. Closing my eyes, I pull back. Unlike Chris, the wolf lets me pull away. His fingers linger for a moment, but when I