Unbroken by Maisey Yates Page B

keeping business matters from him.”
    â€œYou don’t have a business matter with us, Mr. Davis,” she said tightly.
    â€œI just told him as much,” Cade said, standing firm in the door.
    â€œAnd he mentioned some other things too,” Ray said from behind Cade. “Why didn’t you tell me you were moving in together?”

CHAPTER

    Four
    Amber felt like she had stepped into some alternate , testosterone-fueled universe. From the man on her porch to the man at her door, and the older man behind him, she could feel the masculine indignation in the air.
    And then her grandpa was talking about . . . someone moving in?
    â€œThis man,” she said, pointing at Jim Davis, “is a stranger. He is not moving in here.” She wondered if somehow her grandpa had gotten some of the things Jim had said about buying the place twisted.
    â€œNot him. The Mitchell boy.”
    She blinked.
    Jim Davis turned to face her. “Apparently I can’t buy because the almighty Cade Mitchell is moving in and taking control of your life? Didn’t realize she was yours.” He directed the last part at Cade.
    That she was . . . his? That she was Cade’s? Cade was moving in?
    She caught Cade’s eye and his expression stopped any words that were tempted to escape. Obviously she was supposed to roll with this. Cade was in Superman posture, whether he wanted to admit it or not, and her grandpa looked . . . Well, she wasn’t really sure what to call the expression on his face. And Jim Davis looked pissed.
    Frankly, she wanted to keep him looking pissed. Because since he was the enemy, him being angry had to be good for her.
    â€œYeah,” she said, putting a hand on her hip. “Cade is my boyfriend. And he’s moving in. To share my room and put his toothbrush on my sink.”
    Just saying those words made her stomach knot up, and she had no freaking idea why. Except that she’d never shared a sink with anyone. She’d never even shared a bed with anyone, in the stay-all-night-and-cuddle-me sense. She’d had sex, sure, but in the we’re-young-and-horny-and-you’re-desperate-and-I’m-emotionally-unstable way.
    But that was a far cry from toothbrush cohabitation. And with Cade, no less.
    â€œSo . . .” Cade said. “As you can see, things are settled here. And there are no financial issues. And you dare come around again, it’s me you’re going to be dealing with.”
    â€œWell, and me,” Amber said, shooting Cade a dirty look. “I’m not . . . moving out when you move in.”
    Cade ignored her and turned to face Davis again. “As I said, you’ll be speaking to me next time you come by. So if I were you, I’d skip it. I could damn sure beat your ass on the circuit, and I’ll beat it here too.”
    â€œSeems to me,” Ray said, stepping past Cade and onto the porch, “that you’re bothering my granddaughter. And . . . Cade,” her grandfather said, stumbling over Cade’s name, “and as they both live here—or are about to—seems like you might be trespassing. And I’d hate to have to call the authorities. But I will, son, make no mistake.”
    Jim backed away from the door. “Now, there’s no need to start calling the authorities. All of this is simply being blown out of proportion. I’m not a danger to anyone; I’m just a businessman. And a very interested buyer. So if y’all change your minds”—he shrugged—“I’m not going anywhere for quite a while.”
    He turned on his heel and walked out to his truck, having the ever-loving gall to tip his hat at her as he got in, then gunned the engine and started to back out of the driveway.
    And that left the three of them standing there. Not having a clue about what to say. She looked at Cade, then at her grandpa, who was looking at