Unexpectedly Yours by Rebecca Shea & Rebecca Shea

Author:Rebecca Shea & Rebecca Shea [Shea, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
ISBN: 9780986428852
Published: 2020-01-23T16:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

I slide into the back of the Town Car and bark out an order to Tony to drop me off and head back to get Gracie. I should be pissed, I should be furious, and I was, but now I’m just stunned. Why is Aaron here? I left him a voicemail the morning of the merger. I told him I’d be in touch when there was anything that impacted his end of the business, but until then, it was business as usual. But to walk into the office, see him, hear his voice, and observe the way he was looking at Gracie sent me back to a place of rage I never expected, and in the process, I hurt Gracie.

My stomach rolls when I think of her falling to the ground, injured because of me. I clench my fists and take some deep breaths as I try to force back my rage. Then the logical side of my brain kicks into gear. Tomorrow morning, first thing, I need to call an all-staff meeting. I need to introduce Aaron to the team.

I check my email and I’m suddenly grateful everything else has fallen into place without any complications. The condo will be ready and furnished sometime on Friday. We’ll move in that day or night, depending on when it’s ready. We’ll, I think to myself. Everything is moving so fast with Gracie and I see her fear, I see her concerns, and I see her bravery for allowing me to take control of this…of us, but I still worry. I worry she’ll run away from me, and I can’t let that happen.

As we pull up to the Four Seasons, I let myself out, reminding the driver to go back for Gracie. Instead of heading up to the room like I should, I find myself at the bar, ordering a double shot of whiskey, neat. I follow that shot up with another, and then another. Six shots later, my stomach burns, but I’m numb. To Aaron and our history, but I’m not numb to the fact that I hurt Gracie.

I throw two one-hundred-dollar bills on the bar and grab my briefcase, heading up to the room to catch a quick shower before Gracie gets back. I let the hot water burn my skin as it hits my back in a massaging pattern, and my head gets fuzzy from a combination of the steam and whiskey. Pressing both of my hands to the cool tile, I hang my head low, allowing the hot water to consume me.

When I actually feel myself getting dizzy, I quickly shampoo my hair and wash my body. Stepping out of the shower into the bathroom that hangs with steam, I dry off and wrap a towel around my waist.

I find Gracie standing in the bedroom when I exit the bathroom. She stands still, looking at me, her hands at her side and the blouse she was wearing in one hand. She promised me she’d come and she did. I try to gauge her mood by her body language.

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