Page 126 of Battle with a Billionaire

“Let’s just drop it,” she suggested. “Do I check out?”

“That depends,” he answered.

“On?”

“On what you’re planning to do now.”

“I’m not going to do anything,” she promised.

He collapsed into the chair. “Good, then you won’t mind me staying to make sure.”

She pressed her lips together as he ruined any plans of her tracking down information. “You really don’t have to. I’m just going to sit here.”

She plopped into the chair.

“Well, you are now.”

She sat for a few minutes before she sighed. “I can’t take anymore. I was actually going to search my phone for clues about whoever I thought was behind DG Industries.”

He tugged the phone from her hands. “No. You’re supposed to be resting. And as your doctor, I’m going to make certain that’s what you do.”

She heaved a sigh as her mind whirled, trying to search her memory for the information but finding only blackness.

“Julia, can we talk?”

“If it’s about why I won’t go home, or how controlling Grant is, no,” she answered.

“It’s not. It’s about us.”

Julia shifted in her seat, not wanting to tackle that minefield either.

Kyle offered her an uncomfortable glance. “I don’t want to pressure you, I just want to make sure we’re okay after what happened.”

She snapped her eyes to him. “It’s fine. I told you in the hospital, those memories just startled me. And with the limited information I had at the time, I panicked. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize.”

“I do. It must have been upsetting.”

“It couldn’t have been as upsetting as it was to you. Both times.” His penitent expression spoke volumes.

“It’s over. Let’s put it behind us.”

He heaved a sigh, seeming to be relieved. “Thank you, Julia. I hate that we have that between us.”

“You weren’t in a good place then.”

“I wasn’t. But I’m trying to change that.”

“Well, that’s all that matters,” she said with a soft smile. “And it would also go a long way if you could do something else for me.”

“Name it.”

“I never got those cookies.”

He chuckled as he shook his head. “You aren’t serious.”

“I am. I was this close to cookies before those memories interrupted.”

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