Bishop (Endgame Book 3) by Riley Ashby

Author:Riley Ashby [Ashby, Riley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-08T18:30:00+00:00

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I didn’t leave his bed. I didn’t even put on my clothes. I stayed in his room, wrapped in his sheets, leaving only briefly to use the restroom or eat a quick meal. I was committed to being in his bed when he came back, no matter what he said.

I was willing to give him some time to work out his feelings. He was suffering so much, and it had taken a lot out of him to reveal that to me. But the point was, he did reveal it. He let me hold him as he fought back his obvious tears, still so dedicated to his image that he couldn’t break down in front of me. I needed no entertainment as the hours wiled away; I brainstormed ways I could help him. But I couldn’t cure heart disease; I couldn’t convince the medical community of a full-body organ replacement. I didn’t know what to do, and I felt helpless, but I still wanted him. And now I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, he wanted me too. He couldn’t continue to push me away after this. My fingers had slipped between the cracks in his armor; with a little tugging, he would reveal himself to me.

The shadows on the walls shifted and grew longer as the day progressed, from morning to afternoon to evening, and he still hadn’t returned. It was only the phone that got me out of bed.

That little red light started blinking, and I knew, once again, there was a new secret for me downstairs.

I contemplated. He’d told me not to go after the mystery of the photographs anymore; I’d promised him I’d stay out of it and I meant it. But he was gone, gone, gone. He hadn’t called or texted me all day; it had been hours without a single word.

He’d told me to rely on him, but if he was going to run out, then I didn’t owe him anything. I was going to take care of myself. I threw on clean clothes and ran downstairs as quickly as I could, not even bothering to put on proper shoes. I planned on coming straight back to the apartment. I’d give the photos to Archer as soon as he returned, whenever that was. Maybe he’d be so distracted he’d forget whatever had caused him to run out on me. I frowned, shifting, remembering I still hadn’t achieved any climax thanks to him. I wouldn’t be angry if he hadn’t so clearly enjoyed my services before leaving me high and dry.

In the lobby, I was surprised to find no pictures, not even an envelope. There was only a folded piece of notebook paper with two words:

Outside. Now.

I frowned and looked around the lobby, but I was alone except for the doorman.

“When did this come?”

“Less than ten minutes ago, miss.”

I bit the inside of my cheek. I had my phone, but no purse. The letter didn’t say I had to go anywhere, just outside. I would step out, see if Chad was around, and duck back inside if not.

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