Page 118 of Playing With Secrets
“I know enough, but you don’t. If you’ll excuse me, this conversation is over. I need to think about what you just told me because I’m not someone who shares.” He picks up his coat, the muscle in his jaw twitching.
“Where does this leave us?”
“It leaves us exactly where we were when I got here. The only difference is now that I know you have deep feelings for him, I’m seriously reconsidering how I should feel about you.” He slides into his coat and takes out his phone.
The ground opens and swallows me whole. I knew this would happen, so I’m not surprised, but it’s still painful.
“I’m sorry, Hunter.” My head falls forward. It never feels good to hurt someone.
“My car is waiting. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” He hesitates and then closes the distance between us.
He lifts my chin with his fingers. My gaze connects with his. Love still fills his eyes. He leans over and kisses my cheek.
“I wish I knew how to let you go.” He turns and leaves into the cold winter night.
I’m about to knock on Jami’s office door when a commotion erupts from the other side.
Hunter’s voice carries through the walls. “I didn’t tell her anything, Jamison. All I’m saying is I could’ve ruined you last night.”
“You know what’ll happen if you do, so I suggest you back off,” Jami growls.
My limbs go numb. Jami’s threatening Hunter. I never knew Jami could be ruthless, but I’m starting to get a different picture of him.
Am I not seeing Jami’s dark side because I don’t want to?
A phone rings in his office.
“Hunter speaking. How can I help you?”
The room’s silent for a moment. The pounding of my heart makes the area feel as if it has a pulse of its own. The door opens and Hunter storms out. His eyes widen when he sees me.
“Let me call you back. I’ve got someone in front of me right now.” Hunter hangs up. “Dorothy, why are you standing outside of Jamison’s office?”
“I was getting ready to knock when you opened the door.” I shift closer to the doorway.
Hunter eyes me up and down, then shakes his head. “I’ve got an important call to take. Jamison’s all yours.”
I nod as Hunter stalks away. Once I turn back, I find Jami leaning against the doorframe.
“How much of that did you hear?” He raises his eyebrows and gives me adon’t BSme look.
“Enough. Can we talk in your office?”
“Yes. It’s probably best we do.” He pushes off the doorframe and waits for me to go in.
I plant my ass in his chair near his desk. My mind’s all over the place. I already had a million questions and now I have more.
He shuts the door and walks over to his desk. He rests his butt against it, peering down at me. His eyes are cold and calculating. He runs his hand across his freshly trimmed beard, waiting for me to say something.
I stand so I’m at Jami’s eye level. “Why are you threatening Hunter?”
“Because he wants to use what he knows and ruin us. If he tries, I have a list of things I can toss your way.”
“This is getting out of hand. You told me to trust you, but now I know Hunter knows about your mess. Why can’t you just tell me and make this all go away?”
“Dori, you said you would trust me while I figure out how to get out of this bind. This is part of giving me that. When I asked you to do something for me, this was exactly what I was talking about.”
Jami takes my arms into his hands. “Hunter’s going to see we’re getting closer. He’ll keep pushing you and try to ruin us until I wipe my shit clean.”
