Page 43 of Sweet Virgin

Chapter Thirteen

Kealen

What the fuck was that about?

Allie flew out of my office like she had just woken up from a bad one night stand she didn't want to remember. And I was left standing in the buff, completely at a loss for her sudden departure.

Resting a hand on my desk, it was still warm from where her body had been just moments ago. A waxy hue clouded the clear lacquer, shadowing the exact position of her ass and back. Dropping my head, I ran my fingertips across the silhouette.

Something's wrong.

What was the message?

Whatever it was certainly shocked her enough to make her hightail it out of here. Storming over to my pants, I dug out my phone. I had to find out what was going on.

Scrolling to her name, I tried to call her, but she wouldn't answer. Hitting the button again, I let it ring until her voice sprang up letting me know she wasn't there.

Fuck! Come on, Allie, answer!

I dialed her number over and over again, pacing anxiously in my office. I didn't like that she wasn't answering. I was getting angry and worried, hating that I didn't know what was going on with her.

Clicking the button again, I was going to try one last time. If she didn't answer, I was going to go look for her.

The ring was long, drowning my brain in white noise. Her voice popped in and I almost hung up, I came close, lifting the phone away from ear.

“What?” she asked, her voice short and gruff.

“Allie, are you there?” Slamming the phone back to my ear, I wasn't sure if I was actually hearing her or if it was just my mind playing tricks on me.

“What do you want, Kealen?” She sounded angry and depressed. The sadness worked its way through the receiver, hardening my heart.

“Tell me what's going on, Allie.”

“I don't know what you want me to say.”

“What the hell is wrong? Talk to me, maybe I can help. But you need to tell me.” Pounding my feet, I walked in a tight circle. This wasn't making any sense, none of it.

I thought things were going good, where the hell did this come from?

“Did you do it?”

“Do what?”

I heard her breathe out into the phone, the heat off her exhale was enough to burn my ear. “Don't bullshit me, Kealen. Did you do this?”

Stopping short, I held my hip and glanced at the ceiling. “Do. What?” I asked again, trying to figure out what she was talking about.

I hadn't done anything to hurt her in anyway.

“Fine, maybe you did, maybe you didn't. Either way it doesn't matter, I can't see you anymore.”

“Allie,” I said, waiting for her to respond. “Allie. Allie!” Yelling into the phone, the silence was torture. I wanted to hear her voice again, I wanted her to let me in on what the fuck she was dealing with.

But she was gone.

What the hell was that?

She just tried to cut ties, she broke off what I thought was turning into a great thing. Clenching my jaw, it twitched to the side as I clutched the phone in my hand.

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