Kissing & Telling by C. Hallman & C. Hallman

Author:C. Hallman & C. Hallman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beck & Hallman LLC

The day started out so great, unfortunately, it didn’t end the same way. I stare down at my shaking hands. I’m tired. I’m cold, and now I have to find another place to live for the foreseeable future because my upstairs neighbor fell asleep in her bathtub, overflowing the thing and in turn, giving my entire apartment a thorough soaking of its own.

Which leads me to where I am right now, standing outside Elijah’s apartment door. I was supposed to be here over three hours ago, but water damage tends to slow you down. I try to call him, but his phone went straight to voicemail. So either it’s dead, or he is pissed and turned the damn thing off.

This sticky feeling coats my insides when I lift my hand to knock on the door. I don’t know why I feel like I’m going to barf. My knuckles nearly graze the wood when the sound of footsteps approaching the door, accompanied by Elijah’s voice, meets my ears.

I’m baffled, my brows pinch together in confusion and I can’t make out what he is saying, but it sounds like he might be on the phone or something. I would have believed that, had I not heard a second voice a moment later, followed by a high-pitched giggle.

What the hell? All I can think of are worse case scenarios. He didn’t actually invite another woman to his apartment because I was late? Did he? My heart stills in my chest and a deep ache resonates through my bones. It feels like someone ripped out my heart and stomped it into the dirt. The ground seems to shake underneath me.

I should leave, walk away before it’s too late, before he sees me out here eavesdropping. I twist around to leave, my foot mid-step when the door to Elijah’s apartment swings opens, the dim lighting from inside projecting upon me like a light on a stage.

Jealousy as hot as the damn sun fills every fiber of my body, every vein, even my bones when I see the long-legged blonde standing next to Elijah on the other side of the door. The bitch is smiling, her eyes giving away her intentions, or she was smiling, until she sees me.

“Bailey?” My eyes move from the blonde and back to Elijah who looks surprised to see me, his eyes widening as they move up and down my disheveled form.

That’s right, fucker, try and explain this one.

“Rhonda, this is Bailey, the designer for the new club. Bailey, this is Rhonda, the architect,” he introduces us, and I can’t help myself, the emotionless look just jumps onto my face. I remember her, she came to his office about a week or so ago. That doesn’t explain why she’s here now though.

“It’s so nice to meet you, Bailey. I look forward to getting to know you better. I’m sure we’ll be working together often in the near future.” The witch smiles at me, but it’s fake. I can see it from a million miles away, her fake smile, her fake nails.

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