A Gentleman's Agreement by Avery Joy

Author:Avery, Joy [Avery, Joy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-10-23T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Blake stood propped against the doorframe, nursing a cup of apple cider. There were plenty of people gathered in the room, but only one beckoned his attention. Eunice. It amazed him how she’d implanted herself so firmly into his family. More urgently, the way she’d implanted herself so firmly into him.

One thing for sure, things would never be the same between them. Not with everything he’d said to her on the path. Plus, her admitting to wanting him too. It was hard enough looking at her now. How in the hell could he continue to work side-by-side, day-in and day-out with her? Especially with him wanting her more and more with every breath he took.

He couldn’t think about New York now. Hell, he needed to focus on getting through the rest of their time in Norfolk. Maybe he should say he’d been called back to New York for an emergency and would have to leave. That was a plausible explanation.

Eunice neared him, a smile spread across her face. God, that smile was paralyzing.

“Stop holding up the wall,” she said.

“I ate too much. I can’t move. Did you—?”

When his cell phone rang, Eunice’s eyes slid to his side. Damn. He thought he’d put it on vibrate. “Sorry.” He pulled the device from the holster. After glancing at the screen, he groaned. Sasha. She hadn’t reached out since she’d left his condo. Honestly, he wished she hadn’t now.

“Are you going to answer that?” Eunice asked.

“Ah, yeah.” Knowing if he didn’t she’d call him twenty times in a row. “Excuse me for a second?” When Eunice nodded and moved away, he slid out of the room. “Hello,” he said, pulling at the door leading onto the dual level deck. The second he stepped out into the frigid cold, he regretted not grabbing his coat.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” Sasha said, her tone cheery.

“Same to you.”

“I didn’t disturb you, did I? I know how you like watching football on Thanksgiving.”

Yes, you actually did. But instead of saying that, he said, “Mom actually banned it this year. She wanted everyone to spend time together and not in front of the TV.”

“Good idea. I just love that lady.”

Blake pulled the phone from his ear and stared at it briefly. What in the hell was going on?

“I haven’t heard from you,” she said.

The words left her lips as if she didn’t know the reason why.

“We’re taking a break, remember?”

“Typical. Make me the bad guy, Mr. Perfect.”

Choosing not to respond to the cheap shot she’d taken, he paced back and forth in an attempt to generate heat. Glancing through the window, it provided an unobstructed view into the great room. Eunice sat crossed-legged on the floor in front of the fireplace. It caused a sensation that warmed him. He wanted to get back to her. “I have to go, Sasha, but I hope you enjoy the remainder of your holiday.”

There was silence on the opposite end. For a moment, he wondered if she’d hung up.

“Why are you treating me so cold?” she said.

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