The Writer (The Broderick Saga Book 3) by Charlotte E Hart & Rachel De Lune

Author:Charlotte E Hart & Rachel De Lune [Hart, Charlotte E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

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Who is this jackass?

And why is Ivy with him talking about meeting up?

I can feel the tightness of my jaw as I think about her with him. It’s a fucking disconcerting feeling—this possessive rush through me. Hell, it’s not usual at all, and after our fight, I sure as shit shouldn't be coming in here with angry demands and accusations, but that’s what I felt like doing. I want to run my mouth and tell this guy to get lost.

I rein in the green-eyed monster and think about the bigger picture. Ivy and I haven’t even discussed anything past a couple of dates, and I have no right to demand her not to see anyone. Yet, that’s what I want to say. She’s got to me in a way I don’t want to admit, and seeing her with another guy has pushed that right into my face.

The shoulder-to-shoulder contact he instigates pisses me off, but I make sure I don’t give a fucking inch when the guy eventually walks away. And I do watch him disappear out of the place, just to make sure I don't need to do damage, before swinging my gaze to Ivy.

“Who was that?”

Her gaze comes back to mine after following Mr Fucking Mystery out of the area.

“Why?” she says.

“What?”

“Why is it relevant to you who he is?”

“Ivy, come on. Drop the attitude, will you? I’ve said I’m sorry.”

She looks more pissed than ever at my response. “I thought you came here to apologise,” she says, her eyes boring into mine. Well, that just evens things up.

“I didn’t realise you’d have company.”

“Who, Locke? Jealous, Blake?”

“And would you even care if I was?” It’s not an admission.

“Maybe. Maybe not. We’ll see after this apology and you picking up the conversation you were so quick to shut down last time.”

She crosses her arms, and I have to grind my molars together to stop both our tempers taking over. This is time for me to apologise, and whilst I know there aren’t any half-truths to offer, all-in isn’t a familiar place for me to be with a woman.

“Fine, but not here. If you want me to open up, we do it on my terms.” I look around, not appreciating the view or the number of people milling through the area. “This isn't the place for a decent conversation. Somewhere else.”

I walk away, choosing to leave the decision to follow up to her. Lucky for me, she does, pointing me in some direction. Her shiny red Porsche eventually comes into view a few streets over, so I wait for her to open the door, but, regardless, I want to get a few things clear before going any further.

“So, where do you want to go?” she asks, all spritely.

“Look, is there something between you and that guy?” I am done pussyfooting around.

“Really? What gives you the right to ask me a question like that?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure I’m done with this just being a casual fuck. I’m past that.” And I know just how serious I am about that statement.

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