Page 91 of Scarred Heir
“I don’t want to get into it now.” He rested his hands on my thighs. “It’s supposed to snow this afternoon. I’ll have Ax take you back to the main house before that happens.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll stay at the penthouse tonight if it gets too bad out.”
“Why can’t I go to the penthouse?” I set my hand on top of his. “I can be there when you get there.”
“I have a long night ahead of me.” He scooted me off the desk. “With the storm coming, and the amount they are predicting, it’s best if you go to New Jersey. Antonella is spending the night so she doesn’t have to travel. She usually bakes during these storms. I’m sure she’d love your company.”
“I don’t mind waiting for you.” Why did it feel like I was being clingy and desperate?
“Sable.” He stood and turned to stare out at the gray skies looming above the skyline. “I have a lot going on right now, and I need to focus. Don’t make this difficult.”
“You’re the one making an issue.”
“Hey!” He turned back and glared at me. “I’m not in the mood.”
“You haven’t been in a good mood since we got back from Puerto Rico.” I joined him by the window. “Stop keeping me in the dark, and let me know what’s going on with you.”
“I can’t talk about my business with you.”
“Is it really your business you can’t discuss?”
“What the hell does that mean?”
I knew I should drop this, but I couldn’t let it go. Everything had been perfect between us when we’d been in Puerto Rico, until he had Ax take me back to the house. I kept going over in my mind what could have happened between us to make him so distant. I couldn’t come up with anything but our conversation just before Lorenzo showed up.
“Look.” He took my hand. “I’m sorry I’m so edgy, but now isn’t an ideal time for this conversation.”
“If my feelings make you so uncomfortable, just say so.” I tugged my hand away. “I can handle it.”
“You think this is about your fucking feelings?” He ran his hand along his head as his voice grew louder. “I wish it were that simple. Maybe if I didn’t have so many feelings, I wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“I don’t understand. Did I do something to upset you?”
“I said I didn’t want to get into this right now.” He slammed his hand on his desk. “Drop it!”
“What if I can’t?”
“I’m going to have Ax take you back to the house.” He motioned toward the sky. “It’s already started to flurry. I don’t want you on the roads in a storm.”
The wall he threw up irritated me. There was clearly a problem. Maybe I should have let it go, but I’d never had a relationship like the one I had with him. I wanted to understand how to navigate when the waters got rough. It was only fair that he let me know what made him turn so cold.
“I can go back to my apartment if you don’t want me at the penthouse.”
When he charged toward me with nostrils flaring and rage in his eyes, I backed away, realizing I might have gone a bit too far.
“Do you think you can run from me?” He grabbed myupper arm and forced me into the chair in front of the desk. “I gave you an out. I didn’t want to do this now. Not until I was absolutely sure, but my instincts scream that the information I have is correct.”
“What information?” I tugged my skirt down to cover my thighs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re better off that way,” he said. “Because after I get confirmation about what I suspect, you would have been better off in the dark.” He circled the chair, stopping behind me and pressing his hand into my shoulder. “Are you sure you really want to discuss my business? Because you might not like what you hear.”
“Why don’t you let me decide for myself?” I looked up at him. “I’m here because I want to be. If something is bothering you as much as whatever this is, you should share it with me.”
“Like I said, you might not like what I have to say.” When he let go of my shoulder, the imprint he left behind throbbed into my muscles. “But now there’s no turning back. Once I tell you, you’re going to have to pick a side, and don’t say that I didn’t try to spare you from that.”
“Pick a side for what? I’m always on your side.”Doesn’t he know that?
