Fold : Book 1 of the Complicated Parts Series by Ashley Jade

Author:Ashley Jade [Jade, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-18T18:30:00+00:00

XII

"Congrats, jackass. Now I hate you.” —Kit Bishop

“Police!” the voice repeats. “I'm going to need whoever is on that elevator to identify yourself.”

“Last night?” Preston bites out, oblivious to the officer trying to rescue us.

He takes a step forward and my heart clenches, despite the swell of anger pumping through my veins.

It turns out the guy who consoled me like a friend and held me like I was something precious...is nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing.

No, worse than that. He's a heartless monster who would refer to his unborn baby as a bastard after declaring he was going to toss the future mother of his child out on the street.

No matter what she did, neither Becca nor the baby deserve someone who would do that to them.

“Answer me, Kit.”

His voice is a deep rumble that makes my blood boil.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

I raise my middle finger at him and then direct my attention to the policeman. “Thank you, officer. My name is Kit Bishop, the person I'm with is Preston Holden, and we'll be right down.”

I go to reach for the button, but Preston's large hand wraps around my wrist and he tugs me to him.

“Let go of me.”

“No, not until you—”

“Miss,” the officer shouts. “Is everything okay?”

I start to answer, but Preston pounds on the wall with his free hand. “We need a minute here.”

I gape at him. “Have you lost your mind? You can't—”

“Listen,” the officer says. “We can either do this the easy way or the hard way, because once—”

“Goddammit, officer. I just need one motherfucking minute with her!”

I gawk at the unhinged jerk in front of me. “So help me God I am not in the mood to have another gun pointed at my head again today, you freaking psychopath. Cut the shit, Holden.”

A radio crackles in the distance. “This is Officer DeBoer requesting assistance. It appears there is an active hostage situation on the elevator.”

My heart jumps into my throat. “No. I'm not his hostage, officer. He's just a stubborn schmuck.” I kick the schmuck in question. “Do you even realize what's happening because of you right now, you idiot.”

He remains unfazed, his features hard like granite. “Answer the question.”

Swear on my life, I've never met anyone who gave fewer fucks than he does.

“Let go of me and I'll consider it,” I grit through my teeth.

He drops my wrist. “Start talking.”

Nerves catch in my throat and I swallow thickly. “She came to my dorm room last night and we talked.”

His gaze is scrutinizing. “You talked.”

It's not a question, it's an accusation. And had it been five minutes ago, it would have cut me down to size and made me feel horrible.

Five minutes ago, when I thought we could be friends.

Five minutes ago, when I asked him about Becca because I wanted to come clean to my friend about what happened.

Five minutes ago, when I thought...

I shake the thought out of my head before it can take root. It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what's happening between us now.

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