Page 101 of Nothing Without You
“Is that really so funny?” Her eyes twinkled under the lights. “Christian won best crocheter of the club every month since he joined.”
My laughter died down. “When did he join the club?”
“A couple of years back, not exactly sure when.”
“And he’s always talked about me?”
She looked confused as to why I was asking. “It was hard getting him to change the subject.”
That didn’t make any sense. He pushed me away, told me he didn’t want to be with me, only to tell people about me? Christian didn’t like, nonetheless love me. He downright hated me. You could clearly see it in the way he looked when he waited outside of my door.
“Ms. Mikael.”
Laughter faded away quickly with the grubby hand on my arm.
Todd Kerrigan stood with his belly protruding with Harry smiling behind him.
Eyes automatically darted around the room for Christian, only to find his back facing me.
Hana bid her goodbye and left me alone with the men.
“It’s taken us a while to get back to you about your celebratory party.” Todd rubbed a finger under his nose. “We’ve been planning the perfect surprise for you.”
Even with the smile, I didn’t like the sound of that.
“Would the first week of September work for you?” Harry took a sip of his drink, eyes shining in a malevolent way.
“It works,” I said with a nod. “I appreciate it.”
“Nonsense,” Todd waved it off. “You deserve our appreciation, especially after the scandal. It’s terrible what the girls have said about you.”
When we talked with Rowlen, it was essentially speculated that there were more girls than Ayeza. Todd’s slip up proved it.
“Ayezamade a mistake about you,” Harry clarified. “You’re one of us. You wouldn’t do something like that to her and we know it.”
Eda taught me better than to be like them.
“Sorry to interrupt you gentlemen, but I saw this beautiful woman from across the room and needed to know her name.”
Todd was moved by a single push of a finger.
The man who stood in front of me was…wow.
Tall. Leather jacket—despite the dress code clearly stating formal attire only. Flirty, monolid eyes.
He was a bad boy through and through.
Harry snarled but dragged himself and Todd away.
Releasing a breath, I smiled at the handsome stranger. “Thank you for that.”
“They seemed nice,” he joked. “If nice was bald, then they’rerealnice.”
He was funny.
I liked him.
“I’m Adelaide Mik—Hayes.”
