Fumble by Eva Haining

Author:Eva Haining [Haining, Eva & Haining, E.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-27T18:30:00+00:00

He’s not going to be happy with my curt explanation, especially when I didn’t bother to read any of his other messages.

I almost make it to the sanctuary of a yellow cab when the strap on my laptop bag snaps, sending everything that matters most to me crashing to the unforgiving pavement. I don’t even need to look to know that the zipper was open. The crack of my MacBook is worse than any broken bone. My life is on this computer. Notepads, pens, tampons, all tumble out. I’m organized chaos. I’m an excellent personal assistant, but don’t hazard a look inside my mind or my bag. Crouching with less grace than a flamingo on stilts, I scramble to grab my belongings before they get trampled by the masses. My phone buzzes against my thigh. Ignoring it, I reach for the tampons sprawled around me like confetti. Why the hell did I have to shove them in this bag! My hands are shaking as I attempt to gather everything. My nerves are completely shot.

“God. You seriously can’t get anywhere in one piece.” Hunter appears behind me. In a single, fluid motion, he scoops everything up into one arm and grabs me with the other. Within two seconds, he’s pushing me into the back seat of a cab, dumping the contents of my bag next to me. A few hurried words, an exchange of cash, and the driver is throwing my bags in the trunks. To my horror, Hunter slides in beside me.

“What the hell are you doing? You have a private car. You can’t be seen with me.” The muscle in his jaw tightens as he eyes me with trepidation.

“You don’t get to talk to me like that. I was worried about you.”

“I’m fine. I messaged to tell you exactly that.” My heart is screaming at me to tell him everything. But if I do, he’ll go postal on Malcolm, and it would look bad for him, not that little weasel. He’ll crawl back into whatever hole he came from, and Hunter would be splashed all over the tabloids for grievous bodily harm.

“After ignoring at least twenty other messages today.”

“I was on a flight, sitting next to Malcolm. Did you want me to let him read over my shoulder? I’m sure he would’ve loved that. Shit… Malcolm. You need to get out of the car, Hunter. Go now!” My lame attempts to shove him toward his side are met with downright anger. I don’t want another reason for Malcolm to single me out.

“Stop hitting me, Faith! Goddammit. Do you have any idea what’s been going through my mind for hours? And then I finally hear back from you, and you’ve gone rogue. What’s going on?”

“Nothing. I just wanted some time by myself. Is that too much to ask?”

“Yes! In the past week, I’ve taken you to the hospital, watched you get stitches, seen you barely able to walk with a broken fucking vagina. Who does that? And then you scared the crap out of me in the lobby when you collapsed.

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