It's Not Home Without You: (Small Town Second Chance Romance) (Homecoming Book 1) by C. Lymari

Author:C. Lymari [Lymari, C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

A lot could happen over one night, and I did mean a lot. I couldn’t believe I was willingly walking into Max’s office. This was not what I wanted to do first thing in the morning, but after I talked to my grandpa and begged him to move, to which he refused, I knew I needed to get us out of this mess. The land held sentimental value to my grandfather, and for him, I would beg to have it back. I just wished my grandpa would tell me why he sold it in the first place.

For a quick second, my hand wavered at the door. The shiny gold letters that read Maximilian Dunnett made me pause. He had achieved everything he had wanted, and for once my decision to leave didn’t sting as bad.

“Please go in. Mr. Dunnett will be here shortly.” I smiled at the older lady who pointed me toward Max’s office. She shouldn’t have left me alone. I would use the opportunity to snoop.

Max had several pictures hung, but none of them from around the time we were together. If what he wanted was to pretend like we never happened, he had done an excellent job.

My heel was tapping furiously on the floor, trying to synchronize to the beat of my heart. The pink stilettos matched my dusty pink lips; meanwhile, my black dress wasn’t revealing, but it clung to my every curve.

I looked good.

“There is someone in your office, Mr. Dunnett.”

“Thanks, Sandy.”

As soon as I heard his voice, my blood pressure rose. The room felt smaller. I really didn’t think this through. I should have stayed home and sent him a letter; that would have been wise.

Too late now.

When he walked in, he froze by the door. He did a slow blink, probably thinking the same thing I was. What the fuck am I doing here?

“Good morning, Mr. Dunnett.” I smiled at him. God, what was wrong with me? I was here on friendly terms, not to taunt him, but a part of me couldn’t resist. His hair still gleamed from his morning shower. I wanted to lean in and smell his bodywash and run my tongue along his neck. I needed to get my shit together before I did something I would regret. I crossed my legs, trying to put myself at ease.

Max’s eyes followed my movement, those green eyes going darker.

Was I affecting him as much as he was affecting me? Motioning to his desk, I said, “Please, have a seat.”

The slight tick of his jaw made me want to smile. When he walked to his chair, he moved agile like a cat. Instead of being scared, it thrilled me. “You do realize you’re in my office, sweetheart?”

He did not just call me sweetheart. But he had, and the room was getting smaller; it was also burning up. I cleared my throat because I needed to regain control of the situation. And my vagina.

“Hard to miss with all the photos of you.”

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