Hold Me (Promise Me Book 1) by Viragh Brea

Author:Viragh, Brea [Viragh, Brea]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Brea Viragh
Published: 2016-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Three days later, the ghost of the past came to haunt me in the form of a tall blond with killer legs. Leda.

“You’ll never guess who came in to see me today,” Duncan stated the moment he walked through the hotel door.

I glanced over from beneath the ice pack on my head. The tension headache from earlier had propelled from a diminutive pain around the temples to a full-fledged migraine, helped along by Beulah and her whining about wanting to work fewer hours.

“Who?” I asked. My teeth hurt as I guessed his answer.

“Leda,” he said, confirming my suspicions. Duncan threw his briefcase aside and smiled at me. “Said she wanted to switch her insurance because she was paying out the nose for her car and truck.” He loosened his tie in one smooth movement. “I found her a sweet deal. You should be proud of your old man.”

“How nice of you to make time for her. I’m sure you have a very busy schedule to adhere to.” Or so I hoped. He looked too damn dapper for his own good, in a navy blazer, blue-and-white striped shirt, and khaki pants.

Was it normal for one’s entire body to hurt during a headache? Pretty soon the aspirin would kick in, but for the interim I wanted to die.

Duncan shrugged out of his jacket with a grin. “Oh no, she hit me at a lull, before lunch. We talked shop over coffee. Truth be told, I ended up staying way past my break and the boss almost ripped me a new one. Damn good drinks, though.”

I jolted at his words and my eyes went wide. “Did you? Coffee.”

He held his hands up in front of him before continuing to undress. “Don’t get upset, it was business. Just a couple of lattes between friends. Nothing to alarm yourself over. I lost track of time.”

“Friends now,” I responded, sitting up a bit straighter on the bed. “Made the jump pretty quickly from business to buds.”

Even the words tasted sour on my tongue.

Duncan shrugged and spoke without concern. “She’s a nice person. Like a breath of fresh air. I didn’t even realize it was two o’clock by the time we took a break and walked back to the office.”

I mentally calculated. Duncan took his lunch at eleven-thirty. Some break. “Sure, I bet you’re right. Conversation is always better with big tits. And you have a taste for blondes.” I gestured to my natural mousy chestnut strands.

Duncan turned to regard me. “We had a great time and I’m making friends. Are you begrudging me that simple human need? I know you’re tired, but I don’t appreciate your implications,” he told me snippily.

“I’m not implying—Ugh.” I rubbed my temples. “You’re right, I am tired. It was a long day at work. Not to mention I have a headache designed to take down a mule and a fiancé ogling someone else.”

“Work sucks, I know.” His tone brooked no argument. “But I wasn’t eyeing anyone else. End of story. And you need to stop letting yourself get down in the dumps.

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