When I Kissed You: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance by Suzie Grace

Author:Suzie Grace [Grace, Suzie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-05T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

RILEY

I leave Ian's penthouse and head for the subway, my vision blurry with tears. I stumble in the direction of the station, realizing I probably look like a crazy person and a good target for a mugging. I shimmied back into my underwear in the elevator—thankfully before a mom and child joined me a few floors down—but they're bunching uncomfortably, and I don't want to grab at my ass on the street.

My face is hot with the humiliation of being caught like that, up on the counter, having sex with Ian. There are so many layers of horror to sort through. Being caught having sex at all, but more specifically with my older boss. By his son, who already has issues with him.

I'm not even upset that Ian stayed and didn't follow me, because all I needed in that moment was to get away. Away from Ian, away from Logan, and away from that penthouse.

Logan called me a whore, which I hope he didn't mean literally. But what will he think of me when he calms down? That I'm a gold digger, some girl who is willing to put out for an older man in the hopes of inheriting his fortune? I'm sure that's how it looks, and I can't even begin to think of how I would change Logan's mind.

I reach the subway station and wait for the train, grateful for the unwritten rule in New York City that people don't talk to each other on the street. The other passengers stare straight ahead.

And that's when I start to wonder if it's over between me and Ian. We agreed to date in secret, but now that Logan knows, I wonder if Ian will even want to see me anymore.

I shouldn't be sad about that. I'm going back to Indiana anyway. But these last few weeks have felt like a dream—the nicest, warmest, safest kind of dream, the kind you never want to wake up from.

And I'm afraid that's what just happened. I woke up.

#

I'm emerging from the subway and the cell service dead zone when my phone dings. I know that it's Ian, and I'm afraid to see what he's said. I look at my phone anyway, and there's just a one line message: Are you okay?

I'm not okay. I'm not okay for any number of reasons. But at that moment I am especially not okay because I see that I have an email from my father. My notifications list my father's email address, right next to a subject line, Missing you.

That subject line is one that I definitely sent to Ian this afternoon.

My stomach is a howling pit, and my mouth is suddenly dry. I click on the email, and there it is. A response to the email I wrote to Ian at his private email address, sent from my phone, so that it wouldn't go through any of the professional channels. In it, I tell him that I miss him, and then list several very explicit

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