#TheRealDeal
Brittney Sahin
“That makes no sense.” Nothing ever made sense with him, so why was I surprised? “You’re on the McGregor board. I was at your club last night.”
“That’s business. You being here, alone with me . . .” His eyes deepened in color to a grittier shade of brown, like a dark soil you’d bury your treasures in to keep them hidden from your brothers when you were kids. “I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea.”
My eyes widened in surprise. “God forbid anyone thinks we’re having sex. You have a reputation to maintain.” I snatched my purse and coat, prepared to leave, forgetting why I’d come to begin with, but when he snapped out my name, I froze. “What?”
“There are things you’ll never understand about me, and—”
“How could I when you won’t tell me anything?” I whirled back around to face him. “Let me guess, I wouldn’t want to know, right?” Irritated, I tossed my belongings again, this time letting them fall on the floor. I peeled my cream cable knit jumper over my head and flung it, too.
He took two quick steps back as if I were a threat. How insane was that? “What in the bloody hell are you doing?”
Honestly, I wasn’t so sure. But I had to get through to him. To get him to not just listen to me, but to open up for once.
I wasn’t always so “responsible” and “sweet” as my brothers had labeled me.
My hands went to the hem of my black, long-sleeved cotton shirt, and he bit out my name like a plea this time.
“Have you lost your mind?”
The Real Deal – November 7th – mybook.to/RealDealDublin
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