Stolen: Business or Pleasure (Contemporary Billionaire Romance) by Holly Rayner
Authors: Holly Rayner
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just gone awry.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
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ADELE
The poor cab driver looked as distraught as I was by the time I got back to the house. I was sobbing so hard by that point I could hardly speak. I somehow made my way up to the apartment through my tears, but by the time I got there, I couldn’t seem to see straight enough, or stop shaking long enough to get the key in the door. I dropped the keys and cursed loudly and that was when the door was pulled open by a tired and confused looking Grant.
He saw my face and didn’t ask any questions. I fell into his arms and he closed and locked the door and led me over to the couch. We had a repeat performance of earlier as I sobbed into his chest and once again, flooded the front of his shirt. I don’t even know how long we sat like that but when I could finally speak, the first thing I said was, “Oh God, Grant. I’m so sorry. I don’t know why you put up with me.”
He reached over and took a tissue out of the box on the table and handed it to me. After I’d dried up my face he said, “Because you’re hot.”
I laughed and snot came out my nose. “Stop it,” I scolded him. “Don’t make me laugh.”
“I don’t know why you’re laughing, I was serious. All the guys at work are so jealous of me they can hardly see straight.”
I punched him in the arm and said, “You should be jealous of them. They don’t have a pathetic roommate that’s always falling apart on you.”
He turned serious and took my face in his hands and tilted it up towards him. “What happened baby?”
“I’m so stupid, Grant.”
“Stupid? You? No way. You’re one of, if not the smartest, person I know.”
“I went there all dressed up to tell him I was going to move in with him. I was going to give up another measure of my independence, and to a Hunter, no less.”
“And what happened when you told him?”
“I didn’t get that far. I stepped off the elevator and found him kissing another woman.”
Something flashed in Grant’s dark eyes. “He was kissing someone else? How did he explain that?”
“I didn’t give him a chance to explain. I was mortified. I just left.”
“You were mortified?”
“Yes, I’m so embarrassed. I’m this pathetic woman who was going to offer herself to a man who so obviously doesn’t want her. When did I become that?”
“Now you need to stop. You didn’t “become” anything. He tells you he loves you and most of the time, he acts like he does, right? What are you supposed to believe? If anyone here is stupid, it’s me. I told you to stop listening to your head and follow your heart. Maybe your head knew best after all.”
I nodded, “Maybe it did. I forgive you.”
He laughed and pulled me back into his chest. “I’m so glad,” he said. He kissed the top of my head and held me like that until I cried myself to sleep. I woke up the next morning still in my dress, but he’d tucked me into my bed. Sometimes I wish that I would have fallen in love with Grant. Why does your heart always want to do things the hard way?
I got up and showered on Saturday morning and went for my run alone. I needed to clear my head. I thought back to what I’d seen and every time I pictured it, the anger would well up and I was compelled to go find Seth and confront him. But then the part of me who was so in love with him would present her argument. Maybe it wasn’t what it looked like. Maybe she kissed him. Maybe you should have stuck around and watched what happened next.
By the time I got back to the house I hadn’t come to any final conclusions. I of course wanted to believe the best case scenario; that being that she kissed him and after I left, he protested. But then the question of who is she and what was she doing in the office after hours had to be answered. That’s the first question I needed to ask him. After all, from the outside
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CHAPTER SEVEN
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ADELE
The poor cab driver looked as distraught as I was by the time I got back to the house. I was sobbing so hard by that point I could hardly speak. I somehow made my way up to the apartment through my tears, but by the time I got there, I couldn’t seem to see straight enough, or stop shaking long enough to get the key in the door. I dropped the keys and cursed loudly and that was when the door was pulled open by a tired and confused looking Grant.
He saw my face and didn’t ask any questions. I fell into his arms and he closed and locked the door and led me over to the couch. We had a repeat performance of earlier as I sobbed into his chest and once again, flooded the front of his shirt. I don’t even know how long we sat like that but when I could finally speak, the first thing I said was, “Oh God, Grant. I’m so sorry. I don’t know why you put up with me.”
He reached over and took a tissue out of the box on the table and handed it to me. After I’d dried up my face he said, “Because you’re hot.”
I laughed and snot came out my nose. “Stop it,” I scolded him. “Don’t make me laugh.”
“I don’t know why you’re laughing, I was serious. All the guys at work are so jealous of me they can hardly see straight.”
I punched him in the arm and said, “You should be jealous of them. They don’t have a pathetic roommate that’s always falling apart on you.”
He turned serious and took my face in his hands and tilted it up towards him. “What happened baby?”
“I’m so stupid, Grant.”
“Stupid? You? No way. You’re one of, if not the smartest, person I know.”
“I went there all dressed up to tell him I was going to move in with him. I was going to give up another measure of my independence, and to a Hunter, no less.”
“And what happened when you told him?”
“I didn’t get that far. I stepped off the elevator and found him kissing another woman.”
Something flashed in Grant’s dark eyes. “He was kissing someone else? How did he explain that?”
“I didn’t give him a chance to explain. I was mortified. I just left.”
“You were mortified?”
“Yes, I’m so embarrassed. I’m this pathetic woman who was going to offer herself to a man who so obviously doesn’t want her. When did I become that?”
“Now you need to stop. You didn’t “become” anything. He tells you he loves you and most of the time, he acts like he does, right? What are you supposed to believe? If anyone here is stupid, it’s me. I told you to stop listening to your head and follow your heart. Maybe your head knew best after all.”
I nodded, “Maybe it did. I forgive you.”
He laughed and pulled me back into his chest. “I’m so glad,” he said. He kissed the top of my head and held me like that until I cried myself to sleep. I woke up the next morning still in my dress, but he’d tucked me into my bed. Sometimes I wish that I would have fallen in love with Grant. Why does your heart always want to do things the hard way?
I got up and showered on Saturday morning and went for my run alone. I needed to clear my head. I thought back to what I’d seen and every time I pictured it, the anger would well up and I was compelled to go find Seth and confront him. But then the part of me who was so in love with him would present her argument. Maybe it wasn’t what it looked like. Maybe she kissed him. Maybe you should have stuck around and watched what happened next.
By the time I got back to the house I hadn’t come to any final conclusions. I of course wanted to believe the best case scenario; that being that she kissed him and after I left, he protested. But then the question of who is she and what was she doing in the office after hours had to be answered. That’s the first question I needed to ask him. After all, from the outside
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