The Ex I'd Love to Hate by Nadia Lee

Author:Nadia Lee [Lee, Nadia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Four Isles Press
Published: 2023-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

Aspen

I rush through a shower. I don’t have time to dry my hair, so I just squeeze out the water and towel it semi-dry, then twist it up into a knot. It feels sort of gross, but I have no choice. I put on a white button-down shirt, black slacks and the same boring black shoes I wore yesterday and hurry out of my apartment.

My muscles protest. My side still burns, and I swear, I’m never going to be the same if Grant continues to make me run. The problem is I don’t know how I’m going to get out of it. The only exception he said was if I have other responsibilities…like family or a kid.

He sure knows how to twist the knife, I think as the familiar pain lingers in my chest. It’s an old pain, and it no longer has the sharp edge it used to. But that doesn’t mean the wound doesn’t hurt. Or that it hasn’t left a scar.

The family that used to include my grandmother is now down to just me and Grandpa. And I don’t know how long I’m going to have him before there’s nothing but me left.

I give myself a mental shake as I climb into my car. Grant doesn’t care about that sort of thing. He’s a cold, calculating asshole who only cares about himself. I’ve given some thought as to why he’s acting like I’m the one who backstabbed him, but once I consider his ego, the explanation is simple: he’s angry he didn’t get to end the farce the way he wanted. I’m sure my disappearing like that wasn’t part of his script. He was dying to see me on the day Heath and Will streaked. Grant probably wanted to see my reaction for himself and gloat over his win.

Holding a grudge over that for fourteen years seems petty and mean. But then, only a petty asshole would have made a bet like that in the first place. I won’t excuse his behavior or even imagine he had a good explanation. My first time should’ve been special, but instead it’s been tainted forever. Because of him.

By the time I trot—or limp quickly—into GrantEm, I’m ten minutes late. Crap. I brace myself for some nasty comments.

But thankfully, Grant doesn’t seem to notice. He’s at his desk, looking cool and collected as he goes over some files on his laptop.

Life really isn’t fair. Grant’s gorgeous, his dark hair perfectly styled and the expensive clothes fitting his lean, muscular body like the proverbial glove. It’s perverse that, even knowing how toxic he is, butterflies flutter in my belly anyway. My sense of self-preservation seems to fail every time I’m around him.

Maybe he’s like a predator that releases some airborne toxin to confuse and mesmerize its pray. I remember seeing on a documentary that some toads can do that. It’s the only explanation for my thinking he looks this hot.

Don’t let him know you still feel that old attraction.

I jerk my gaze from him and turn on my laptop.

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