Scorpio Stings by Jenna Howard

Author:Jenna Howard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: short story, erotic romance, sexy suspense, assassin female

Chapter Four

She had fled. Run from him like a thief on the lam. Max rubbed his face and fought the urge to haul his accountant across the desk and throttle him. He wasn’t mad about the meeting. They were making money. There were some concerns at the Victoria hotel but he trusted his V.P. to iron out the problems. His anger was centered on one stubborn, cowardly woman. He hadn’t expected to fall in love with her. He wasn’t looking for love, but in one stupid, weak moment the words had erupted from his mouth in her bedroom. And in the aftermath, it had felt right.

Only she was fighting it. For whatever reason, she was fighting it, fighting him. He had never known her to run before, but, like some cheap one-night stand, she had fled while he slept. He hadn’t been that angry since Janelle had dangled his baby girl over the balcony, screaming he didn’t love her as much as he loved Bree.

“Excuse me, Max, your mother’s on line one.”

He nodded as he reached for his phone. “Excuse me, Jack. Hey, Mama.” He was having a hard time meeting his mother’s gaze since he had woken up to find her date drinking coffee in the kitchen.

“Can you pick up Bree for me?”

She sounded like a breath of air would knock her over. He glanced at his watch, school was out in fifteen minutes and he was at the downtown hotel thirty minutes away. “I’ll be late. Migraine?”

“Yeah.”

Too much sex, he thought but kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to think about it. “I’ll see what I can do, Mom.’

“No, I’ll figure something out.”

He picked up a pen and began to tap it against the blotter. “Call Mattie. She’s close.” Then they’d talk. Really talk. Fully clothed as they put everything out in the open. He wasn’t going to let her run from this. If she said she didn’t love him then he’d let her go. Until she said the words, though, he wasn’t giving up on her.

“Okay. Sorry to interrupt.”

“No problem. Get some rest.” He hung up and fought the urge to rub his hands in glee. He was going to have a serious heart-to-heart talk with Mathilda Adamson.

* * * *

Fading laughter drew her from her novel. Only a few stragglers remained at the school. Where was Bree? She had agreed to pick up the girl when Sandrine phoned the hotel complaining about a migraine. She climbed out of her Mini convertible and looked around. She had parked in front of the doors so Bree would see her instead of looking for her grandmother. She went to see if Bree was dawdling in the playground. A few kids were enjoying the sun, but none had the familiar gold hair. She wasn’t going to a friend’s house because Sandrine would have said so.

Mattie began to walk around the school then finally walked inside. Her heart was beginning to pound with concern. Maybe she had detention. Or she had something going on.

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