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“I really would like you to give me a couple of days, though,” Dad said. “I know that’ll make it tougher in the end, but let’s just make them think that we’re being good little soldiers. Give me time to ask a few questions and plant a few bugs in a few people’s ears.”
I could give my dad that.
But Dad was right.
If I blew her off for a couple of days, she was going to be mad.
Fuck.
I don’t wear my money. I eat it.
—Maven to a client
MAVEN
I was angry.
Really, really angry.
And it all stemmed from men.
One, I got my business back open just for my lawyer to say she received a letter from my dad’s lawyer saying that he would abide with the cease and desist and wouldn’t come at me anymore.
That’d just made me angry because not only had I had to send the letter in the first place, but I got myself all worked up to fight back and he was just backing off? Like that?
Oh, and then there was the voicemail from Auden saying he’d have to cancel our date.
No explanation. No ‘I’ll call and get back with you for a better time.’
Just a cancellation, and he hadn’t answered any of my texts since.
Then all the mishaps started happening.
My brand new, thirty-thousand-dollar oven stopped working.
Oh, and then my insurance adjuster let me know that they’d dropped my insurance but wouldn’t tell me why.
But, if I was being completely honest with myself, I was mostly angry because I’d had a really good day with Auden, and then nothing. He had texted and asked me out on a date, then promptly cancelled. It was like he’d written me off.
That was three days ago, and I was just done.
Even worse, I hadn’t seen a single Carter come into my place of business.
And I wasn’t the only one who noticed, either.
“What’s going on right now?”
I looked over at the third police officer to walk out the door today with a box full of goodies.
“What?” I grumbled, aggressively scrubbing down the counters.
“Why is every police officer in existence coming in here now except for the Carters, who always came regardless of who it would piss off?” Pepper questioned, looking confused at the back of the police officer who was now getting into his car.
“I wish I knew,” I admitted. “I think I might’ve done something wrong maybe? I don’t know.”
She looked over at me where I was perched on my seat.
“How’re the cramps today?” she asked.
