All Chapters of His Games, Her Rules: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Thank you, Ross,” I say to Dominique’s driver as I shut the back seat door.“You have a nice day, ma’am,” Ross says from the open driver's window.With a small wave, I head toward my apartment building as I step into the lobby and walk toward the elevator. I press open the elevator and step inside, leaning against the far wall. As the elevator slides shut, a hand quickly stops the elevator from closing as this person rushes in before the elevator closes.It’s Tyler.“Robyn, hey.” Tyler smiles at me, running his fingers through his hair as he leans against the elevator wall.Fucking hell. I can’t deal with this today, not when I have had an embarrassing and stressful day.“Hello, Tyler.” I flash him a small smile, pulling out my phone from my bag to avoid having a conversation with him.I can’t believe it’s 12:15 pm. I slept through half of the day. Monique had given me 15 missed calls and several text messages. And there are several messages from Tiwa and Noah on our group chat askin

“Doctor.” Dominique addresses Doctor Sanders with a tight-lipped smile.Doctor Sanders nods. “Mr. Gray. To what do we owe your visit?”“If you don’t mind, I’d like to have a word with Miss Denver.”“Okay.” Doctor Sanders says, matching Dominique’s conflicting gaze.“Alone.” Dominique grits out, still wearing a devilish smirk as he stares at Doctor Sanders.I sigh, trying so hard not to facepalm in front of these men. What are they doing? “Can we talk some other time, Doctor Sanders?” I ask, giving the doctor a small smile.He sighs, locking eyes with me as if asking me if he should leave or not. I nod in agreement. Doctor Sanders watches me for a second and nods as he stands up.“Thanks for the food,” I add.Doctor Sanders gives Dominique a stink eye as he sidesteps the billionaire and walks away. Dominique sits down on the now empty seat as he unbuttons his suit jacket. I look around, and just like I expected, some of the doctors, nurses, and hospital guests are watching us, but the

My friends hastily push me into the storage closet as Tiwa shuts the door behind her. Noah crosses his arms, smirking at me and tilting his head to the side.“What is this about? Why are we in a fucking storage closet when we are supposed to be out there checking on our patients.” I ask, crossing my arms as I shift my gaze from Noah to Tiwa.“Come on, Rob. What the fuck was that? You and Dominique Gray?”What? So this is about Dominique Gray. Why did I think otherwise?“Everyone who was eating at the cafeteria and the ones who may have just stopped by to grab a bottle of water saw everything,” Tiwa says.“Okay. Meaning you guys saw everything too, why are we here then?”“Deets, Robyn. Give us the deets. We’re dying for it.” Noah says. Always so dramatic.“It was nothing. We were just talking.”“That doesn’t look like talking. From where I was standing I could feel the sexual tension between you.” Tiwa says.“Me too. Like literally. You guys should just have sex and get it over with.”

I climb down the steps of St. José with my work bag around my shoulder and my hair in a loose ponytail as I head toward the parking lot to my car. It’s fifteen minutes past seven and I just ended my shift. Right now, I just want to go home, take a shower, and binge-watch Seinfeld over again on Netflix.Monique texted me she wouldn’t be coming home tonight because she was at Dave’s. I’m happy for her even though I strongly believe she deserves someone better than Dave. I think my opinion about Dave doesn’t matter as long as he treats her nicely. That’s what matters.A hand on my shoulder pulls me to a stop and I turn around, startled by the sudden touch. Doctor Sanders pulls away immediately, hands in the air in surrender as he smiles at me.I take a deep breath and pull out my earbuds from my ears and throw them inside my bag.“Sorry. I’m sorry I scared you. I’ve been calling your name and you weren’t answering. Now I know why.” He says as he drops his arms.“Yeah, I’m sorry.” I chuck

I slow my steps at once as I cross my arms over my chest, with my eyes fixed on the last person I expected to see here.“What are you doing here, Dominique?” I ask. “Are you stalking me now?”Dominique slowly smirks as he peels himself off the opposite wall and approaches me. “That’s cute, Robyn. Why would I stalk you?” He asks as he licks his bottom lip, eyes still staring into mine.Why does he have to make that look really sexy? When do men licking their bottom lips become sexy?“Well, for one, you’re here. Right outside the restroom waiting for me. I would have called that cute if it wasn’t stalking.” I raise an eyebrow, daring him to counter that.Dominique nods, his hands in his pockets as he slowly brings his gaze down my body, taking in every little detail of me.“You look beautiful, as always,” Dominique says, shifting his gaze to my eyes as he pins his gaze on me. “Nice date you’ve got there.”Of course, he saw us.“I could tell there was something going on between you two.”