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“What’s with the attitude?”

“I don’t have an attitude. I’m simply doing my job, and you’re interfering. Goodbye, Mr. Carter.”

I shoved my phone in my purse and continued talking to Laurinda. Once I signed the contract and picked the menu, I headed home since my workday was already over an hour ago. Walking into my apartment, I set my purse down and fell onto the couch.

“Hey, welcome home. What’s wrong?” Franco asked as he sat down next to me.

I slowly turned my head and looked at him with a look of sadness in my eyes.

“I overheard Wes talking to Christopher, and he said some things about me.”

“Like what?” He grabbed my hand.

“He said he thinks I have a lot of major issues because of my parents and the fact that I left Matthew at the altar, and he’s not getting involved with someone like me. He said he’s at a good place in his life, and he doesn’t need the drama.”

“Aw, Anna. I’m sorry.” He gently squeezed my hand, and I laid my head on his shoulder.

“Christopher asked him if this had anything to do with Alexa.”

“Who’s Alexa?”

“I have no idea. I’m assuming an ex-girlfriend. She may be the reason why he doesn’t trust women. The thing that sucks is Ifound myself falling for him. I mean, I am really falling for him. Like for real.”

“You don’t even know him, Anna.”

“I know that. So explain to me why I haven’t stopped thinking about him since Paris. We have this chemistry, and I know he feels it too. I’ve never in my life felt like this about anyone.”

“Not even Conrad Baines back in college? Because you were really into him.”

“No. Not even Conrad. Like I said, this is different; honestly, it scares me. But I guess I don’t have to worry about it anymore. He wants nothing to do with me.”

“I don’t think that’s true. I saw how he looked at you last night when you walked down the stairs and how his eyes lit up. He just doesn’t understand you, darling. He doesn’t know what you’ve been through.”

“You didn’t hear what he said. I’m putting on this event, and then I’m quitting.

“You’ll figure it out.” He kissed the side of my head. “You always do, and as for Wes Carter, I don’t think this is over.”

“Yes, it is. It’s so over.”

Chapter Fifteen

Wes

I sat in my study with my phone in my hand, debating whether or not to text Anna. I didn’t like our last conversation, and her attitude bothered me.

“How was the venue you checked out?”

An hour later, a response from her came through.

“It was nice. I booked it. We’ll discuss it tomorrow during office hours.”

What the fuck did she mean ‘during office hours’? Something was up with her, and I wanted to know what it was.

“Need I remind you that you are my personal assistant, and it’s always business hours where I’m concerned?”

“LOL.”

Did she seriously just laugh at me? I grabbed my coat and scarf and hailed a cab to her apartment.

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