Page 35 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

She sat beside me again and said, “I have to get ready for work. I need to know that I can leave you here and you’ll be all right.”

I gave her a wry smile. “Maybe I should call—”

“Olivia, listen to me. Greg does not love you. He’s never seen you as anything more than a tool, and no matter what you do, he never will.”

I let out a shaky breath as the truth hit my core. None of what she said was foreign to me, but hearing her say it defined it more. Falling in love with Greg was a mistake.

The doorbell chimed, tearing through the moment of silence that had snuck into the room after what Sam said.

“Are you expecting someone?” she asked.

I shook my head.

She stood up, walked to the door, and opened it. “Oh my gosh, perfect timing. I need someone to look after her while I head for work.”

“It’s not a problem. Where is she?” Alex’s voice sounded, and I felt a sudden ease in my chest, springing to my feet.

I heard his footsteps approaching, and I stood in anticipation as he briskly walked in. He stopped as he caught sight of me, his bright eyes dulling and his lips forming a thin line.

He gave me a warm smile and commented, “You look terrible—beautiful but terrible.”

I managed to chuckle as I ran into his arms and flung mine around his neck. He held me tightly, his strong arms wrapping around my waist. “I’m so glad you’re here. I thought you’d hate me for spoiling your reputation.”

“It’s all right. My business can manage.” He pulled me away from the hug and looked straight into my eyes.

“I came as soon as Sam told me how you were faring. How are you feeling now?” he asked, following me back to the couch.

“I don’t know. One second, I feel like I’m okay. The next, it feels like my heart is being ripped out by a tow truck,” I said.

“Has he tried to contact you?” he asked.

I shook my head.

“And have you tried to contact him?”

I hesitated before shaking my head. “I mean, I’ve thought about it.”

“But you haven’t. Your heart is yearning for him, but you’re a smart woman. There’s nothing wrong with what you’re feeling as long as you don’t let it dictate your actions.”

I paused as I let his words sink in.

“Have you had anything to eat?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Of course, you aren’t,” he said, standing up and taking his suit jacket off. “Here’s what, I’ll whip up something quickly. We’ll have breakfast, and then we can talk about what to do about moving on. Sound fair?”

I hesitated. “Do I have a choice?”

“You absolutely do not.” He smiled at me, the kind of smile that sent a warmth swirling through me and fluttering at the pit of my stomach.

“I promised to stand by you through this. Your ex can continue with his little gimmicks, but he won’t be smiling for long.” He walked into the kitchen.

I stood up and followed him. “What can I help you with?” I asked as I stood by the doorframe. He looked up at me in shock.

It was him; he radiated a warmth that seared through any form of gloom and being with him relaxed me. I could feel my heart getting lighter with every second he spent with me. But I wasn’t going to tell him that.

“I needed a distraction anyway.” I shrugged.

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