Page 77 of Strange Seduction

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I opened my contacts, scrolled to his name. Hit “Edit.”

Blocked.

My heart thudded.

Blocked.

I didn’t block him. I hadn’t touched that setting. And there was exactly one person who had access to my phone long enough to pull something like that.

I sat back in the chair, fingers tightening around the phone as the reality sank in.

Doubt: He blocked Marcus, huh.

Without telling me.

I stood, I needed air.

Doubt: Or confrontation.

Mierda. I didn’t get angry often. Not the real, blood-hot, nail-digging, fuck-shit-up kind of angry. But when I did?

Imoved.

I’d spent the last few minutes stewing in it—I didn’t know what stung the most. The secrecy or the fact that he thought he could do whatever he wanted, and I’d follow along.

I wasn’t a child, and I wasn’t some piece of arm candy. I was a grown ass woman. I was his partner in every sense of the word.

Imade decisions.

Ihad a say in what went down.

Ihad a career and he was fucking that up.

Doubt: Damn. And you two were doing so good. Now you gotta wonder what else he’s hiding?

I’m not wondering about shit.

I shouldn’t have to drag this out of him.

And I wasn’t the only one who’s career was gonna be fucked with.

?????

The receptionist barely acknowledged me when I walked into Theo’s office, and when I asked where Theo was, her response was flat, like I was bothering her.

“He’s out,” she said, still tapping away at her phone. “Probably at the site.”

I blinked.The site?

“Do you know which one?” I pressed.

She lifted her eyes for a second, then dropped them right back to her phone. “DoIlook like his assistant? Ask Mila.”

I had already had enough of this passive-aggressive back-and-forth. If she hadn’t been sitting behind a desk, I might’ve snatched her up there.

“I’m askingyou,” I said pointedly, holding back on saying bitch at the end. “And I want an answer before I rearrange the furniture in this lobby.”

That got her attention.

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