What you make me do by Quinn Emma

Author:Quinn, Emma [Quinn, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Emma Quinn
Published: 2020-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Michael

M

ichael slowed his pace to a jog as he made his way around the back end of the property towards the house again. There was something refreshing about a morning run. It gave him a boost of energy that lasted throughout the morning and kept his spirits up even when things were looking grim. After things had gone south with Tiffani, he’d doubled his morning runs and found that they’d done more to help with his mood than just about anything else.

Besides thinking of Helen, he found himself thinking.

His breathing was heavy, but not difficult, and as his feet continued in a rhythmic pattern on the trail, he thought of the beautiful woman in his bed.

Helen had opened his eyes to the park last night and reminded him what it was like to spend some real time with a woman, not fighting over stupid things or making meaningless compromises for the sake of appearances. Just spending time with one another.

When he burst through the trees to see the house he slowed his pace further until he was quickly walking. His heart rate slowed again and his breathing evened out so that when he reached the front door, his was back to normal.

Other than the sweat-soaked clothing he wore and his damp hair.

He dug in the pockets of his sweats for his keys, but as he went to unlock the door, he noticed that it was already open. Frowning, he pushed the door open. “Hello?” he called.

“In here,” came a familiar woman’s voice.

He frowned. The voice didn’t belong to Helen.

He walked into the living room to find that Tiffani was lounging on the couch where he’d slept the night before. She was smiling brightly at him, her dark eyes focused on him like a predator might look at their prey.

“I always love seeing you when you’re sweaty like this, dear,” she cooed. “It’s so manly and sexy.”

His eyes scanned the room quickly. No sign of Helen. “What are you doing here?”

She frowned, her full lips pouting. “I’m here because you didn’t call yesterday.”

He clenched his jaw tightly, fighting against the anger and irritation already growing inside of him. “Why would I? As I recall, we broke things off over a week ago now, Tiffani.”

Standing quickly, she walked up to him. “So? It was Valentine’s Day! You were supposed to apologize to me! You were supposed to tell me how much you missed me and that you regretted that we fought, then tell me that you couldn’t possibly live without me.” Her eyes had narrowed and there was a tick in her cheek that told him just how pissed she was.

Ironic, because he was pissed, too.

“Are you kidding me right now?” he demanded.

“Of course not! That’s how romance works, you idiot!”

He scoffed at her. “Wow. So you came here to tell me that I was supposed to follow some ridiculous plot of an idiotic romance novel so that you could call me an idiot? Well, you certainly told me. Now get out.”

She gritted her teeth until he worried she might chip a tooth.

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