Tag Forever Mine by Catherine Charles

Author:Catherine Charles [Charles, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

I pull up outside what was once Robert’s and my apartment and stare at the orange painted door with the brass C17 on the front. So many good memories were made here, but all of them overshadowed by one evil night. One night that ruined everything that was good. Never in a million years did I ever think I would be here again. I wonder how many women have made their way through that door. How many have slept in our bed. But then again, it quit being our bed when I left. I close my eyes against the stinging tears.

Come on Presley. Get it together. He’s just a job. This is your career. You’re a professional bad ass. He should be kissing the ground you walk on. He should be down on his knees thanking you for taking your time to help him. He is nothing without you. You have the power to crush his dreams in your fist. Fuck the other women he’s been with. You have more power in you little pinky than they have in their entire bodies. You’re fucking Donovan West. You run this whole damn industry. Grown men beg for the chance to be in the same room as you. You’ve got this.

I shake my head and put my game face back on. Quickly, I wipe my eyes, check my makeup in the rear-view mirror and open the car door. I still have my key, so I try the lock. It works. I push the door open and am surprised to find it still looks the same, minus the beer bottles that litter almost every table. “I really like what you’ve done with the place. Nothing says welcome home like empty bottles of depression,” I say sarcastically as I make my way into the living room.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” His head pops out of the bedroom. “Get out!”

“No!” He doesn’t get to tell me what to do anymore. I continue to move around the apartment and I still see our pictures. Maybe he never brought anyone home. “You’re my client, and if you’re pissing your life away then I have every right to know about it.” I push past him and into the bedroom where I get a quick glance into the closet before he grabs my arm and spins me out. My clothes are still hanging in there.

“I don’t care who you think you are, but no one goes into my bedroom.”

That strangely makes me feel better. I stare at him as he stares back, something flying between us: anger, rage, regret, passion. “You have five minutes to get your ass and your shit in my car.” I yank my arm from his grasp and storm out the front door. My body feels as if it were on fire from where he touched me, and I rub my hand over the red mark he’s left on me. It’s just six months. You can do this. Five million dollars. I repeat this over and over until I see Robert step outside and meander over to my car.

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