Enemy's Secret: An Enemies to Lovers Second Chance Romance (Love Comes To Town Book 2) by Ashlee Price

Author:Ashlee Price [Price, Ashlee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Landon

Adrenaline is thrumming through my veins. God, a kid. A goddamn kid. Whose?

Is he still in the picture? What else has she been keeping from me?

How can I believe a goddamn word she tells me now?

"Fuck!" I yell, smacking my palm against the steering wheel.

What the fuck? How could I be so fucking stupid? How the fuck could I let this happen?

And the court case...

This was all a sick game to her. I heard it myself that first day: "I hate you." Why would I think that could change so fucking easily?

Back at home, I sit in my living room in the dark, scroll and scroll and scroll through my phone's contact list. Mostly female names disconnected from any face or feeling. Like reading through the phone book - Taryn, Nancy, Jessica, Celine, Natalie.

I put away my phone.

Why even bother?

I don't owe Kyra any fucking thing. I ought to text one of them - text all of them, one of those mass 'hey's' that used to be Nolan's signature.

But I'm not in the fucking mood. Not to stretch my face into a smile, contort my voice into some sort of lie.

Right now, I need to be alone.

**

Next day, I stalk into the office like a tiger for prey.

It's not hard to find. We're out of half a dozen office supplies, haven't had a team meeting in weeks, and there's a bunch of paperwork I let slide.

How could I have let things slide so completely?

It only takes me a couple of manic, rage-fueled hours to get caught up, though.

I schedule a meeting with Dirk, who's grim but won't throw in the towel yet. Which is good, since that's what we're fucking paying him for.

Back at my office, while I'm sorting through mail - 97% of which is complete garbage - Greyson calls me up. "How are you doing?"

"Fine," I say.

"You busy? I can call back."

"Just doing mail. It's not important."

"You're in a productive mood."

"What can I say, I'm a productive guy." I can't resist adding: "You don't have to worry about the Kyra thing anymore either."

"Ah."

"I'm an idiot," I add.

"You been talking to Nolan?"

"No, but he was right."

"Shit. I'm sorry."

"It's OK. Just pissed I let things get this far."

Silence. I can almost hear the gears turning in Greyson's head. "Got plans tonight?"

"No. Why?"

"Come have dinner with Harley and me. We snagged a table at La Caverna."

"You don't have to do that. I'm not a wreck."

"I want to. Come on, it's been a while."

"I don't know..."

"Up to you." Never did I think there'd be a time I called Greyson 'indefatigably cheerful', but here we are. "But I'm pretty sure Nolan wanted to take you out to O'Malley's, so you could avoid that."

"I'm in," I say immediately.

For whatever reason, Nolan's obsessed with that Irish hovel with horrible food and perpetually bickering though busty waitresses.

Greyson chuckles. "Great. See you at seven."

Sure enough, a few hours later, Nolan calls me up for a 'long-overdue-dinner at a premier establishment', which I have to, unfortunately, decline.

The rest of the day, I continue my fury of productivity.

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