Stalked (Curvy Women Wanted Book 20) by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2020-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Full beer deliveries always required a lot of work. On a Friday morning, the bar was running on empty, and he didn’t want to have to advise his customers to drink soda because he hadn’t ordered enough.

Three of his security and barmen were always available to help.

Lifting up twenty-four cans, huge drums, and bottles upon bottles of spirits and wine, they each took them down to the basement cellar beneath the bar. Each time they did, Nancy was there to tick the item off.

He didn’t want the woman lifting too much. He’d already offered her a raise and a bonus for her help in drawing Emily closer to him with a full apology for the way he spoke to her. He had no right to be mean.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, they had all stopped for a break. He drank the lemonade and watched the approaching car.

The moment he saw Emily, he knew something was wrong.

Just then, he recognized his cell phone vibrating. He’d turned it to silent as he got to work. There were missed calls from Mr. Cole and from Billy. Shit. And from the look on Emily’s face, he knew she knew.

She slammed the car door closed. She looked all pent up with fiery passion. Only her anger was directed at him.

He could handle it.

“We need to talk.”

The guys and even Nancy had all stopped to watch.

“Come on, then,” he said. “Don’t wait around for me to do all of this. Get it done. We’re opening tonight, and I’ve got a band signed up.” He snapped his fingers, and putting his other hand at Emily’s back, he walked her into his office, where she stepped out of his hold.

“How could you?” she asked.

“I seem to be at a disadvantage.”

“Why don’t you phone up your friends? I’m sure they would be more than happy to tell you exactly what is going on.”

“Again, at a disadvantage here, Emily.” He wasn’t, but he was stalling, trying to buy himself some time, anything to not piss her off even more.

“You pay for everything.” She had her hands down at her sides, hands clenched.

She really didn’t look happy.

“Okay,” he said. “Now I know why Mr. Cole and Billy wanted to call me. I figured you were having some trouble.”

“You pay for my apartment, my car—what else do you pay for?”

He folded his arms, staring at her. “I pay for everything, Emily. Your wage is high for the cleaning you do. I only need you to come in once or twice a week. I run a tight ship. I just like having you around, and there’s no way I’d risk anyone getting close to you.”

“All this time you’ve been manipulating me?”

“I’ve been helping you. I’m not manipulating you.”

“I thought I was handling life well. I was being the grownup. Dealing with my own bills. Taking care of myself.”

“You’ve been doing an amazing job, Emily. You were too young when your parents died.”

“I was eighteen. Legally an adult.”

“Exactly, but you were hurt. Not to mention the trauma of losing both parents as well as the damage done to you.

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