Rory’s POVI took my seat on the couch, and it just happened to be right next to where Scott was sitting. Needy had gone back to being interested in the rest of the men around us and the meeting about to take place. “I assume no one has an issue with my daughter, Kennedy, and her friend, Rory, joining us today?” Scott asked, almost like he was daring someone to object. The room was silent. He nodded and stared forward. Now everyone looked at Needy with great interest and as if she were their ticket to get in with her father. Needy didn’t seem to mind. She seemed to love the attention and the opportunity to network. “Thank you,” I whispered. I tried to be quiet but I obviously, wasn’t quiet enough since several eyes turned to me. Scott smiled that intense smile he gave me when we were alone, but it faded quickly. “Of course, I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable.” I could see a few of the men looking around and talking through their facial expressions. No one wanted t
Rory’s POVI should have felt better that Scott looked disgusted and instantly pushed the woman away. But I didn’t. She kept pressing in on Scott as if she was completely oblivious to his disinterest in her. “I must say, Scott, this haircut is not flattering on you. Why on earth would you change it?” “I don’t give a damn what you like and I will wear my hair how I please,” Scott answered begrudgingly. He seemed as if it was almost painful to talk to her. “Don't be so hard on me. We used to be husband and wife, dear,” she replied. Scott snarled. She took the key from his pocket and pushed it into the lock on the door. Scott groaned and tried to pull her hand away, but the woman was faster than him. I looked at him expectantly and when he finally looked at me, he seemed to not understand my expression. The woman looked familiar but I couldn’t be certain. Needy’s parents had always been fighting, and we often spent playdates and sleepovers at my house. I made a suggestive l
Scott’s POVI couldn’t believe Eva had the nerve to show up like that. No one likes running into an ex, let alone having your ex-wife show up suddenly when on vacation, even if it was mostly a business trip. It wasn’t like Eva and I were good friends or even on great terms. I divorced her for a reason.On top of it, she thought she could treat Rory like shit. I felt terrible about how Rory was treated. The things Eva had said to her and accused her of were horrible. I hated seeing her spoken to in that way. It wasn’t fair and she didn’t deserve it.My mind continued to drift to Rory. I only half-listened as one of the executives of my company discussed projected outcomes and audience demographics. Instead, my focus was diverted to thoughts of my daughter’s best friend, our time together plagued my memories. I was constantly thinking of the way she felt beneath my hands and lips. There was more to her than that. She was smart and kind. I had seen her be a great friend and a posit
Rory’s POVZoe and I sat down at a nearby restaurant and ordered a couple of drinks for ourselves. We chatted about mostly casual stuff at first, looking at the menu to decide what to eat. I wasn’t super hungry if I was being honest. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to eat–I loved eating–but this whole thing with Scott and Eva and the picture had really done a number on my stomach.“So,” Zoe finally said, and I knew she was going to bring up something more serious than school and music like we’d just been talking about. “How did it go with your grandparents?”“Fine, I guess.” I took a deep sip of my drink. “My grandma called because she saw the picture online. I don’t know if she believed it was me, but it was enough to get her concerned.”“That makes sense. She was probably worried about all the hate you’re getting online. It’s so weird that people think it’s you. I mean, I see the resemblance, but….” She trailed off, shrugging. “Wait,” I frowned, squinting at her. I hadn’t
Rory’s POVI was already tired and exhausted. I wanted to stay asleep and skip everything, but I couldn’t because I had to face the last man I wanted to see.“Oh look who it is,” came a snarky, high-pitched voice. I looked over to see that Justin was with his latest girlfriend, Nicola. “It’s your sad ex-girlfriend. Maybe we should get away from her. We don’t want to flaunt our new love in front of her.” Nicola couldn’t even get through the entire phrase without laughing.Justin gave me a smug smile and kept his hand locked with Nicola. “This is what happens, Rory, when you let a good man like me go. I hope you weren’t expecting that I would stay single and wait for you to wise up,” Justin shot over his shoulder. I rolled my eyes. “Nicola, I have to commend you on your strong ability to pick up trash. That’s definitely something I lack,” I said sarcastically. Nicola looked at me for a long moment, clearly not understanding. I rolled my eyes again and walked directly to my c
Rory’s POVI wasn’t sure if it was his grip on my hair or just the shock of it all that left me speechless. I wanted to scream but no sound came out. The man continued to talk about how he wanted to fuck me and more nasty things in detail. I started to feel sick. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Abruptly, there was a loud banging noise and the grip on my hair disappeared. I stood up fully and moved away from the man who had been holding me. I started to catch my breath. I turned to look at the man who had threatened me just in time to see Scott grip him tightly by the neck and slam his face into the wall. My would-be abuser’s face was instantly bleeding, and he looked dazed and shocked from the blow. “I’m sorry, who was it you were wanting to fuck?” Scott demanded. He punched the guy in the face again but held tightly to his throat so the man wouldn’t collapse on the ground.“Come on, you were so chatty before. I just wanted to clarify. What was it you said you were
Rory’s POV"I trust you. Can we leave the past behind?" I asked as Scott took my hand and we left the club. We returned to the suburban villa, where I had the most comforting sleep ever.I woke up feeling better rested than I had in a while. I turned to the other side of the bed to find it was empty. A small pang rose in me. “Good morning, beautiful,” Scott called. I turned in the direction of his voice and saw him standing by the doorway holding two hot mugs.“I wasn’t sure how you like it, so I left it black but I can get you cream and sugar.” Scott handed me one of the mugs and I took it gratefully. “Usually I take cream,” I said, holding the mug in both hands and enjoying the warmth. “Cream it is,” he said. “If you’re hungry, I’m making some omelets.” The mention of food made me realize how hungry I truly was. I threw off the covers and followed him out into the kitchen. I sat at the table and watched him cook. He was better at it than I would have thought. I r
Rory’s POV“Wait!” came a voice behind me that I didn’t recognize. I turned and saw a man dressed in a sharp suit doing his best to keep up with me. I slowed down and looked at him. “Who are you? What do you want?” I asked, holding up my small can of mace. The man held his hands up in surrender. “Hold up, my name is Ben. I work for Mr. McFarlan as a bodyguard. He sent me to protect you, something about a school stalker. You are Ms. Rory Hill, aren’t you?” he asked. I lowered my mace and put it back in my pocket. “Yeah, I am. Scott sent you?” I asked. “Yes ma’am,” Ben answered, still catching his breath. “Okay, I was just headed to the library,” I said, gesturing to the tall, well-lit building ahead of us. “I have to say, I feel that is unwise. Please allow me to escort you home and I’d be happy to take you back to the library tomorrow during the day,” he replied. I shrugged, figuring it might be best if I just went home and got some sleep. I let him walk me back to t