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“I could ask you the same thing.”
“I do relax,” she snapped.
“Right, by taking a bath at the end of a long day that’s filled with tedious lunches and shopping. Yeah, it must be really hard.”
“If you think I don’t do anything, then why are you telling me to relax?”
“I meant for you to relax like a normal person. Don’t you get tired of lunches with catty women? Don’t you ever want to do something…meaningful?”
“And what exactly would you have me do?”
“I don’t know. Get a job. Feel like you’re contributing to the world.”
“And why would I want to do that? Working is for people who don’t have money.”
“Yeah? And what happens when the money is gone?”
“That’s not going to happen,” she huffed out a laugh.
“How can you be so sure? People make bad investments. Look at the crash of ’29. Do you really think those people ever thought something like that would happen?”
“I have a trust fund,” she argued.
“Right. A trust fund. I almost forgot.”
She lowered her arms, stepping away from me. “Whatever you think you’re going to accomplish by berating me, it isn’t going to work. I love my life and that’s not going to change just because you climbed into my bed.”
I took in her curvy figure, unable to resist the temptation. “As I recall, the only place I’ve had you was up against a wall.”
“You came to my room last night. And took me on the bed.”
“Did I?”
She flushed red. “Yes! How could you forget that?”
“I didn’t forget. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t either.”
Pursing her lips, she stepped even further back. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll use the ladies’ room.”
15
WREN
I could feel him following me, but tried to ignore his presence. It took everything in me to fight the desire I had to pull him into the ladies’ room and ask him to repeat the things he did to me earlier.
And why?
The man clearly didn’t like me. He barely tolerated me. What we shared was some sort of weird hate/attraction combination. He was nothing I wanted from a boyfriend, but I couldn’t deny what my body felt when I was around him. It was wrong. He was completely the opposite of everything I wanted.
The tattoos were vulgar and hideous. His attitude left a lot to be desired. And his body…
Well, there wasn’t a whole lot I could say against that. He filled out his suit unlike anyone I’d ever met before. Most men strived to look dashing in a suit, whereas I was pretty sure Brock just hoped his muscles didn’t rip the seams.
I set my clutch on the bathroom counter and leaned on the marble, staring at the glass water bowl. “This is ridiculous. You don’t want him.”
“Want who?”
Gasping, I spun around, surprised to see Bryce standing inside, grinning at me. “What are you doing in here?”
