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He’s standing to the side in his smart casual suit, no tie, with both his hands clasped in front of him. “If you could come out, I will drive you.”
“I said I’ll do it myself.”
“I’m afraid you’re not allowed to drive.”
“Let me guess. Mr. King’s orders?”
He nods once.
Trying and failing to keep my temper in check, I pull out my phone and dial the number titled ‘Tin Man.’
“Tell Henderson to open the damn garage door,” I say as soon as he picks up.
“Hello to you, too, Mrs. King.” The lazy amusement in his voice pisses me the hell off.
How dare he be nonchalant when my mind has been in shambles over the last week? Every time I put my head on the pillow, I think of him on the other side of the house, naked or half naked, or doing fuck knows what.
Whenever I sleep, I dream of him talking about business on the phone and being an insufferable autocrat.
There’s no such thing as out of sight, out of mind when it comes to him. If anything, it’s the exact opposite. I find myself snooping in his office as if I’ll find a secret letter or passage like in those mystery films.
Alas, all I’ve found is work and a boring office library. The house library is fun, though. Probably because I filled it up with my spicy books.
Inhaling deeply, I say, “Open the door, Eli.”
“Let Henderson drive you.”
“You mean let Henderson babysit me outside while Sam does so inside.”
“You figured that out?”
“Didn’t take much effort.”
“You’re not that daft, after all. I’m impressed.”
“What will impress you more is my heel in your face, twat. I’m your wife, not your pet. Don’t you dare try to control me or you won’t like the outcome.”
“I’d love to see you try.”
“Are you going to open the garage?”
“Not unless you let Henderson drive.”
He hangs up without an attempt at a goodbye. I curse him a thousand times with a dozen colorful names.
This bastard will send me to an early grave if I don’t control my emotions.
You know what? I’m in the mood to mess with him.
I step out of the car. “Hey, Henderson. Which one is Eli’s favorite car?”
“The pink Mercedes.”
“Be serious.”
“I’m always serious.”
I narrow my eyes. He probably sensed my plan and is trying to sabotage it. “Second favorite?”
