Echo by Anne Conley

Author:Anne Conley [Conley, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: ACPS-009-E-EBB-201801010
Published: 2018-03-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Lacie had known better. He’d told her. Simon had been up front about his emotional distance from the beginning—the first kiss. He’d said it was too much.

She was the one who’d pushed. Why was it she was always so attracted to the emotionally unavailable men?

But to hear the words “just a job” was one of the hardest things she’d ever had to listen to. While Dex drove her up the winding hills of Austin to Simon’s house, tears leaked from her eyes. She hated crying. It was a sign of weakness. When people all over had real reasons to shed tears, she was crying over a broken heart.

It wasn’t that she loved Simon. She’d only known him a week. But in that week, she’d thought things about him. Assumed things. She thought they’d grown close. She could predict his moods pretty well, and his broodiness had become endearing. Lacie knew how he took his coffee, what sort of movies he liked, and that he had a particular weakness for chocolate protein shakes. She had a basic understanding of how he’d grown up, and that he’d turned into a strong, independent, kickass man in spite of his pampered upbringing.

She knew she longed for more with him, an opportunity for him to let her inside, and he’d shut her out completely.

Lacie was just a job. A means to an end.

Dex let her into Simon’s house, and she went straight to her room, shutting the door and throwing herself across the plush bed, stark in its lack of color yet unbelievably comfortable.

The comfort was misleading though.

Nothing about this situation was comfortable. She recalled all of Simon’s words. There were others, like her, who had been attacked. She wasn’t the only one. That’s what she should be crying about. There were other women, women who had probably been hurt a lot worse than she had, who were suffering. Women who didn’t have Simon Pierce to protect them, who were at the mercy of whatever madman was behind this.

But no. Her deep, body-wracking sobs were all for her own stupidity in feeling for a man who was incapable of feeling anything for her.

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