The Hothead by Myra Scott

Author:Myra Scott [Scott, Myra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-18T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN - GAGE

The knock on my door made my heart plummet.

In about a week, it felt like I had made enemies of everyone I once considered my closest friends in the Sentry. And realizing that was the loneliest thing I could have imagined.

I was in the middle of reviewing some of the workplace disputes that had made it through the pipeline up to me. It was grueling, tedious work that rarely had a good, clear answer, but it was the kind of thing that needed to be done, and it was best handled by as few people as possible to be expedient.

And in my case, that was exactly what I had to work with.

Mick hadn’t spoken a word to me since our fight. I had only heard from Zane through mass work emails and quick, professional exchanges. Even then, it was only when necessary. Bart was the only one who was still on speaking terms with me, and I hardly ever saw him, thanks to his busy schedule.

So, when I shouted, “come in,” I had no idea who would be walking through my door, but I knew it wouldn’t be good. And when I saw Zane step in with an ashen face, that fear was confirmed.

“Hey,” Zane said flatly as he stepped into the office.

A hundred options ran through my head in a split second. My impulsive side told me to keep my ego intact and tell him to get out, or at the least to be spiteful to him.

But I wasn’t about to go there again, not right now. Zane looked like he was pained, and seeing him that way stirred up some deeply sympathetic emotions in me. I wasn’t expecting to feel them after all we’ve fought about in the past few days, but they were there.

Besides, I was acutely aware of how much of a monster I was being, after my fight with Mick. I didn’t know why, but his words really stuck with me. I was so exhausted that I finally got a good night’s sleep last night, but when I woke up, I felt the weight of everything I’d said and done hit me like a ton of bricks on my chest.

“Hey, Zane,” was all I could muster to answer. My face looked pained, but I didn’t show anger. I just folded my hands on my desk and turned to face him. “What’s up?”

“I wanted to talk to you about the partnership,” he said, each syllable heavy and full of meaning. I felt my muscles tighten, dreading whatever he was about to say. I knew that if I was asked to leave our partnership at the Sentry, I would be in absolutely no position to say no. And it was all my fault.

“Alright, hit me,” I said.

“It’s done,” Zane said simply, taking a seat across from me. The words stunned me more than anything else he could have said, and I just stared at him for a few moments, no words in my mouth.

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