Page 70 of How to Break My Heart
Little Brat
BTW, Everleigh made Ramona text you. Please don’t sleep with her then ghost. This wedding is already stressful enough.
The text catches my attention. It makes no sense that she would encourage me to date another woman unless, of course, Everleigh wants to date someone else.
That thought pushes me into action.
I need to be back in Cinnamon Springs.
“Gentlemen, I need to be somewhere important.”
Will observes me with a smug expression. As for Lex Edwards, his father-in-law, I expect him to question my decision to leave, but he glances at Will and something passes between them.
“We’ll resume this via video chat tomorrow, shall we?” Lex says, keeping his expression neutral.
I nod, then leave the boardroom without another word. Instead of going to my penthouse to pack a bag, I drive straight out of the city and onto the parkway.
The open road gives me too much time to think, so I put my foot on the gas, speeding through the mountains until the town’s lights appear before me. Night has fallen, and despite my reluctance to return, I’ll admit there’s something about being here that gives me a sense of peace.
I head straight to Everleigh’s apartment without stopping at home first. If she’s not there, I’ll wait for as long as needed.
I drive down Main Street without thinking, focusing only on two people standing outside the grocery store—Everleigh, laughing with the doctor.
My hands grip the steering wheel, slamming my foot on the brake to park the car in front of them. Everleigh turns and presses her lips together in a grimace.
What the hell is she thinking?
Anger spikes through me as I exit the car to confront her. Instead of looking surprised, she pinches her mouth with a stiff stance, and questions, “What are you doing here?”
It’s evident my absence has made her look elsewhere, which is why she so easily pushed Ramona to text me. I shift my gaze from Everleigh to her doctor friend, still unable to control the fury springing to life as my mind conjures up all these scenarios.
The thought of him touching her…
The thought of him beinginsideher…
Everleigh doesn’t hold back her feelings, once again losing her shit like I’m the one doing something wrong. She’s angry, insisting I leave her alone.
But that only makes me want her more, so I follow her all the way to her door despite her warning me to back the hell off.
Hastily, she turns to face me with a frown. “Why do you insist on making my life so miserable?”
Before I can respond, she swiftly turns around to enter her apartment.
I follow her inside without an invitation as she throws her keys onto the nightstand and then removes her wool coat in a mad rush. Upon placing her coat on the rack, she mutters, “Your new girlfriend won’t be happy you’re stalking me.”
Beneath the ivory coat, she wears a ribbed white tank. My body instantly reacts to the lack of undergarments.
Fuck, she’s wearing no bra!
And her nipples are… are… taunting me.
I bite down on my lip, but then the doctor circles back in my mind.Did she intend to hook up with him, which is why she’s basically going commando?
I’m unable to turn away, staring at her breasts with a stir inside my pants. They’re perfect. Nice, perky, and demanding to be sucked between my lips.
“Okay, great, now you’re not even paying attention to me…” She trails off, only to glance down to see what I’m looking at.Panicked, she quickly covers her chest by folding her arms, and at the same time, her cheeks turn bright red. “I was getting Tylenol for a headache and couldn’t be bothered getting changed, okay? A headache you don’t seem to be helping.”
“And the doctor?”
