As Long As You Love Me by Ann Aguirre

Author:Ann Aguirre
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

To nobody’s surprise, I got less than four hours of sleep.

I was a zombie when I took a shower, using Rob’s toiletries—silly how much I enjoyed that. I shut the bathroom door afterward, hoping I wouldn’t wake him while I blow-dried my hair. So far, so good. Getting ready for work at Rob’s place, damn. I never thought we’d be here. Not that he’d called me his girlfriend or anything.

He didn’t stir when I got the rest of my stuff, so I tiptoed out and crept down the stairs. A bowl of cereal was as much breakfast as I ever had at my mom’s place, so I ate the same here. According to my phone, which I’d forgotten to charge, I had twenty minutes to get to work. Fortunately, that wouldn’t be a problem in Sharon.

Since it was ice-cold, the truck gave me five minutes worth of trouble, so I barely dodged in on time. My boss, Mick Davies, shot finger guns at me as I hurried to my desk. Based on the coat over his jacket, he’d only just arrived, too.

But he gave me a creepy smile anyway. “Two minutes later, Lauren, and we’d have a discipline issue.” The faint stress on the second-to-last word told me he had in mind a spanking more than a warning for my file.

Gross.

“But I’m on time,” I said, pretending I didn’t speak fluent pervert.

“So you are.” He faked a hearty laugh. “Bring me a cup of coffee, will you? By now, you know how I like it.”

A salesman caught me pretending to vomit into the trash can beside my desk, and he shot me a sympathetic glance. “I guess the boss is already here?”

“That’s why you get the big bucks.”

As I put on a pot of coffee, I thought, Maybe I should’ve left a note. I mean, Rob knew I had to work in the morning, but...better to be sure. So I texted, Thanks for last night. No reply, but he was probably still asleep. I put away my phone and took the chief butthead his morning jolt. Even though I hadn’t been at the dealership very long, some days I was tempted to spit in it. I reminded myself that jobs were hard to find around here, and that the hours worked perfectly for my summer school plans.

Everything was fine until just past lunch when Davies yelled for me from his office. I was chatting with an elderly couple whom I’d already ID’d as perpetual window-shoppers. With a frozen smile, I invited them to look around the showroom. Then I hurried to the manager’s office, bracing myself.

“What is it?” I asked, pausing in the open doorway.

“Come on in. Shut the door.”

Crap. I remembered Shelly’s warning and resisted. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Of course not, I just need to talk to you.”

My skin felt like it was creeping off my bones. I stared over my shoulder at the front desk. “Should I leave the phones unattended?”

“I’ll pick up, don’t worry.

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