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And that’s when I realize that I’m on my knees, my face to his crotch. I quickly get on my feet.
“Why would you hide from me?” he asks again.
Why does he look so amused? What’s funny?
“I already told you that I wasn’t hiding from you. I was only looking for my earring,” I blurt out.
I know he doesn’t believe me with the way he looks at me. “Aren't both of your earrings in your ears?”
I bring my hand to my ears, and realize what a terrible liar I am.
“I was looking for the stopper.’’ I try to walk past him, but he blocks my way.
“Jessica…” he says my name in a low growl that sends a shiver down my spine in a good way.
His eyes are now hooded like that of a predator looking at their prey, and quite clearly I am the target.
He dips his head, bringing his lips to my ear, and then whispers, “You can run, Jessica, but you can’t hide.” With that said, he steps out of my way, and I quickly walk to the point of sale to pay for my items.
What did he mean by that? Should I be scared? I should be, but for some strange reason, I’m not. After paying for my groceries, I hurriedly leave the grocery store before I do something that would get me in trouble.
Handsome or not—sexy or not. It doesn’t change the fact that he has a girlfriend whom he cheated on with me. And I still hate him for that.
I scoff as I hail a taxi, remembering his last words to me. Who says I’m running or hiding?
I spend the rest of the weekend trying not to think about Ethan. When I get to work on Monday, I hear some of the staff gossiping about Ethan and how much of a mean boss he is.
One of the guys even called him evil. In his words, “You know that part of the Lord’s prayer that says, ‘deliver us from all evil,’ he’s the evil that is being talked about.”
One of the reasons I don't want to be with him — apart from the fact that he has a girlfriend — is how much of a jerk he is.
I’m pulled out of my thoughts by the same lady who had been here to see Ethan on Friday. This time, she is carrying with her a large cake and some drinks.
“Hey you,” she says with a warm glint in her eyes. “Can you get one of the bellboys to help me with these, please?”
She’s so nice. It makes me feel so guilty for the things that I did with her boyfriend. I’m sure she has no idea what a cheat he is.
I signal the attention of one of the staff who comes to relieve her of what she’s carrying.
What are they celebrating? Is today Ethan’s birthday? Or maybe she found out she’s pregnant, and they are having a celebration?
Oh, God! I’m losing my mind.
9
Ethan
I’m sitting at my desk, buried under a mountain of paperwork, when a knock at the door interrupts my concentration.
I glance up, expecting to see one of my employees, but instead, the door swings open to reveal Amy, a mischievous grin on her face.
“Surprise!” she exclaims, holding up a box filled with colorful balloons and a tray of assorted cupcakes and treats. One of the staff is carrying a cake behind her.
“You can place that on the desk,” Amy instructs him. And it’s when he does that I see what’s written on the cake—Happy Birthday, Ethan.
My eyes widen in shock as I take in the sight before me. I had completely forgotten that today was my birthday. I was too preoccupied with work even to realize the date.
Yeah, I’m not always excited about celebrating my birthdays. I used to when I was a kid, but as I get older, I don’t find it to be so fun anymore.
