Conditional Offer (Stewart Realty Book 5) by Crowe Liz

Author:Crowe, Liz [Crowe, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Publisher: Buoni Amici Press, LLC
Published: 2019-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Her next trip down didn’t go as well. After the first time, he made a brief, wholly unsatisfactory visit of his own back up to Ann Arbor which made him wonder what in the hell he expected from her, ever. Other than wild, lusty snippets of time interspersed with maddening, frustrating long periods of miscommunication, she was hard to reach. And not just physically. She was distant, cool, lightly flirty, as if he were something that amused her and nothing more.

His school commitments had ramped up to a point that he felt as if mainlining energy drinks would be insufficient for his caffeine needs. Finally, though, she showed up, as a surprise, in the middle of a party after a set of grueling exams.

“Hey, Craig,” one of the guys said. He looked away from Alicia, who’d reinserted herself and her killer flirt muscle into his surroundings. He was so tired he could barely stand, but he leaned against the counter in the downstairs kitchen and let her work her eyelash fluttery, hair-twisting, somewhat mesmerizing magic.

The part of his brain that he allowed to think about Suzanne was cloudy with anger. He loved her and he knew it. It was real this time, not a passing obsession over a challenge to meet, another woman to please. He wanted to be with her all the damn time, and she did absolutely nothing to encourage it. The concept that maybe it was the challenge that drew him anymore had taken hold in his brain and had settled in as a dull pain in his gut. This physical ache for her alone told him it was more than that.

“Dude!” The guy tossed an empty beer can at him to get his attention. It hit his temple. He looked up from his casual perusal of Alicia’s tempting olive-skinned shoulder and saw Suzanne standing in the doorway still dressed in a cream-colored suit as if she’d come straight from a sales meeting. The men behind her gathered, appraising her slight form in the frank way only very drunk men will do. Possessive anger made his headache worse, and he moved away from Alicia, embarrassed by her proximity.

Suzanne just looked at him, her eyes touched only a moment on the attractive young girl still standing too close to be considered friendly.

She put her hands on her hips, making the guys behind her nod and poke each other in the sides.

“Surprise,” she said, then turned on her high heel and walked out.

The catcalls and annoying bullshit commentary that followed him out as he stumbled behind her made him want to punch a hole in something. But by the time they got to his top floor studio, the anger in her face clearly matched his own. He had a brief moment of relief. She actually had it in her to be jealous? Maybe there was hope.

He stared down at her, fatigue making him sway a little on his feet and his eyes go blurry. She glared at him

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