Daddy Ivy League by Holly Jaymes

Author:Holly Jaymes [Jaymes, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Isaac

I wasn’t expecting Margo to turn up at my door, but I was hoping she would. After the last time we spoke, when she was interviewing Trudy, I didn’t hear from her in several days. In that time, I thought I’d be able to forget about her and move on, but very soon I realized that she’d completely taken over my life.

I knew that if I didn’t see her again, or talk to her, I would lose my mind.

The truth was that I didn’t care about the interview. I wasn’t bothered by what she was going to write about me. Even if she had every intention of slaughtering me in her article, it wouldn’t have any effect on me. I’d faced enough criticism in my professional career. It was a part of working under the public eye.

What I couldn’t stand, was the thought that I would never see her again. The only solution I could think of was to anger her and thereby force her to come and see me.

Surprisingly, she did.

I was sitting on my couch, making notes for a lecture the next day when there was a knock on the door. It was within forty minutes of the call I’d made to her phone.

When I opened the door, I realized that it was pouring outside and Margo was drenched in it. Her shoulders were heaving. I could see she was angry. Her trench coat was soaked, and so was her hair.

“You should come in,” were the first words I said to her. Then I stepped aside so she could enter my house.

Margo strode in.

“Do you need a towel?” I asked as she glared at me. When she didn’t reply, I went to the bathroom and brought back a fresh towel for her to use. She snatched it from me and refused to thank me for it.

I watched as she rubbed her hair with it. Then she removed her trench coat and threw it over my couch. Her t-shirt and jeans were damp, and she wiped them with the towel. Could it be possible that she was even sexier now?

“What is your problem, Isaac?” she hissed.

I crossed my arms over my chest and shrugged.

“It’s very obvious to me, Margo, that you dislike me. You have some preconceived notion of me, and it seems to be rooted in some unfortunate experiences from our college days. Whatever your notions are, I don’t think you are the right candidate to write an article about me, given our personal history.”

I knew I was stinging her with my words, but I was only doing it to rile her up. I wanted a reaction from her. I was glad to see her again, and I wanted to keep seeing her. In my twisted mind, I figured that starting an argument with her would be the best way to keep her in my house for a little longer.

Margo glared at me. Her lips were quivering, as she tried to find the right words to retort with.

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