For the Love of the Billionaire: The Complete Story of Barrett and Scarlet by Alison Ryan

Author:Alison Ryan [Ryan, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Barrett slept terribly that night.

Long ago he’d quit drinking hard liquor, but tonight was one where it couldn’t be helped. Drinking Scarlet away was the only thing that worked when it came to getting her off his mind. Fortunately his housekeeper had stocked the bar days before their arrival, so there was plenty of libations to be had.

“Fucking hell, Scarlet,” he muttered as he poured himself a scotch. As soon as she’d left he’d regretted letting her go. Sleeping in his room without her wasn’t going to happen, so he’d gotten a blanket from the linen closet and thrown it onto the suede sectional in his basement. He padded downstairs with his bottle of expensive scotch and the remote control. Times like these were what ESPN was for. Golf was on right now and even though the thought of watching it bored him out of his skull, it was at least mindless shit he could watch until he drank himself to sleep.

When she’d first left him, years ago, all he did was drink all night and sleep all day. He didn’t take his LSAT. He didn’t work. Durham would come over and lecture him about not allowing a woman to ruin his life, but Barrett would push him away. How could Durham ever understand? He’d never had a Scarlet Bloom.

Like Barrett mentioned to Scarlet, he’d had her followed for a year. And curiously, it seemed, she was as miserable as he was. She never left her tiny apartment in Decatur. Only to go to the grocery store every now and then, sometimes a doctor’s appointment. Her parents would visit, as would Ben and his wife. One week she left and was gone for a month, he didn’t know where. He could have found out, but by then he was trying to think of other things, things that didn’t involve Scarlet anymore.

As he lay on the couch, throw blanket wrapped around his bare legs and a bottle of Balvenie 50 in his hand, Barrett contemplated what his next best move was when it came to Scarlet. A day ago he was just happy she was back, sure that everything could get back on the right track. Now he wasn’t so sure at all.

“I should have let her go,” he muttered to himself. “At Elixir. I should never have gotten in her car and pressured her to have one last dinner with me. I’m such a dumbass. I was finally doing okay again.”

Barrett stared at the television for an hour, getting drunker with each passing minute, making his eyelids heavy. What he needed was a friend who wasn’t connected to Scarlet or his business. He needed someone who could really talk some sense into him and be completely honest about this situation, with no ulterior motives. (Even subconscious ones)

He fumbled around between the remote and his cell phone. In his drunken state it took him a minute to realize which was which before he finally was able to make the call. It took a couple of rings, but finally he answered.

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