For His Protection by Amber A. Bardan

Author:Amber A. Bardan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing
Published: 2014-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The door closed with a thud, blowing the hair back from her face.

No, he didn’t…

No, Ty, who treated her as if the sun shone out of her damaged little ass hadn’t just told her to get out and then shut his office door in her face. No way. She stared at the white high-gloss finish on the door panel, mouth open. The asshole didn’t bluff. When he said everything would change he went and freaking changed everything. No workouts together, no provocative ice cream breaks, no cheeky flirtation, no looking at her in a way that made her sweat through her suit jacket. He’d ignored her all-fucking-day.

She turned around and tugged off her jacket then threw it at the chair behind the PA desk she’d never actually used. What was she supposed to do now? Sit there and file her nails?

He’s trying to punish me.

No more than she deserved. Not even half of what she deserved actually. She deserved shit-loads worse than a dose of the cold shoulder for being a cruel, nasty, heart-breaking bitch. She deserved every second of sleeplessness she’d endured, imaging Ty’s hurt expression over and over again. She deserved having her own heart broken.

Brooke swallowed over the fist-sized rock in her throat and tried to pretend she wasn’t really experiencing that last part. She dragged herself to the desk, perched herself on the edge and crossed her legs.

Really, what kind of sick cow lies to the face of a guy who has just implored her for honesty? A guy who she’d just begun to know well enough to understand he didn’t open himself up easily.

No, no, no.

She’d done the right thing. She’d done the only thing she could. There was never going to be any chance of her having any kind of normal relationship. There was almost no chance of her ever even having sex like a normal person, let alone living his little romantic fantasy. It was better he get a little hurt now than continue mooning after her. He’d end up miserable, unhappy and unsatisfied and still chase her because of some twisted sense of obligation.

She had done the right thing.

Oh shit, I’m going to die old, alone, miserable—and fucking horny.

The door opened and she jumped up, stumbling for a moment on her heels.

“Let’s go.”

Ty walked straight past her toward the lifts. Brooke followed and stopped behind him while he pressed the button. The elevator opened and they both stepped inside. She stood next to Ty but looked ahead. Soft classical music filled the carriage. His phone beeped and he pulled it from his breast pocket, turning it toward himself as he checked the display. Brooke tried not to strain toward him.

“You’re going to need to dress up tonight. I’ve ordered something for you to wear.”

Some of the sadness that clung to her like a blanket since the night before lifted. Going out was just what they needed. Just because there couldn’t be anything more between them didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy each other’s company, right?

She looked at him.

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