Without Promises_Under the Pier by Delancey Stewart

Author:Delancey Stewart [Stewart, Delancey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Embrace, New Adult, NA, New adult romance, NA romance, fake fiancé, med student, firefighter, rich, wealthy, opposites attract, fling, family
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Embrace)
Published: 2018-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Amy

Trent wasn’t joking about the wooing. During the first week he spent at the office, he seemed to feel like buying gifts would make up for not spending actual time together. He was worried about doing well at work, or I guessed he was, based on the fact that he said he had to spend the first few evenings buried in spreadsheets and accounting for the properties that were his responsibility as he got up to speed.

I missed him more than I wanted to admit—missed his clear brown eyes and the steady security I felt when he was near—but all I had to do was look around at the floral arrangements, food deliveries, and other things that had arrived in his absence to feel assured he was thinking about me.

The constant arrival of deliveries had me off-balance. All of the things Trent sent were nice—some were way too nice, like the Jimmy Choo bag I absolutely couldn’t accept. I just wasn’t sure where all these things fit into our agreement to keep everything casual. A Jimmy Choo bag was far from casual, at least in my world.

“What the hell?” Dani said, stepping into the house Friday after spending most of the week at Rob’s house. “Are you starting a side hustle as a florist?” She spun around the living room, hair wild as always, and her eyes wide as she took in not two, not three, but four arrangements that had been delivered this week.

An uncomfortable guilt rose inside me, as if I’d demanded all of this, as if I was the kind of girl who counted the value of relationships by what I could get out of them. “Trent,” I said by way of explanation.

Dani grinned, her eyes shining as she looked at me. “He’s completely smitten, Aims. Look at this; it’s insane.” She wandered the living room, fingering tulips and roses, dipping her nose into the flowers and inhaling, that silly smile never leaving her face. With her nose still stuffed in a trio of white lilies, she looked sideways at me. “Why do you look sick?”

“This is not casual. This is way too much,” I said, verbalizing the weird guilt rising in me the best way I could.

“Why? Do you think there are strings attached?” She dropped a hand on my shoulder as she walked past where I sat at our small round table and moved to the refrigerator.

“If it was just flowers, maybe not, but…” I got up and went to my room, returning with the bag, the heart necklace, and the silver frame. “These aren’t little tokens,” I said.

“Holy.” Dani put down the yogurt she was eating at the counter and took the bag from me, admiring it as she turned it in her hands.

“I can’t accept it. It’s not right.”

“What are you going to do then?”

“Take it back.”

She rolled her eyes. “You take back the stuff you get for yourself. You won’t at least keep this? It was a gift.”

“It just feels…wrong. Not like I owe him anything, but more like… I just don’t want this stuff,” I said.

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