Page 54 of Possessive Mr. Pen

“You never meant for me to find out or you never meant to string me along?”

“Both,” he murmurs into my hair.

His admission infuriates and deflates me.The combination oddly allows for calculation.

I need to get away from him to clear my head and harden my heart, even if only for a few hours, so I slip my fingers into his pocket and steal his keys.

“Why?”I ask.

“I never meant for it to be a one-night stand.”

“So, what, you were going to keep fucking me after you hired me?”

“I was going to marry you, but you put up boundaries and never once looked back.”

His tortured tone strikes deep in my heart, but I’m not ready to forgive him, so I stomp my heel onto his foot and shove my way out from between him and the car.

“Well, you turned into the biggest, meanest bosshole and terrorized me for eight goddamn years, and you expect me to forgive you afterthatexplanation?”

I twirl his key fob on my finger and enjoy the darkening of his eyes.

“Fuck off, Mr.Pen,” I snarl before dropping into the driver’s seat and locking the car.

Fully aware he could unlock—or even turn off—the car from his cellphone, I start the ignition and peel out of the parking lot without adjusting the settings.Once out of range, I pull over, fix the seat and steering wheel, and continue onward.

It isn’t until I pull into the underground parking deck near my apartment building that I realize I chose a destination.

I stomp into my apartment, lock the door behind me, and stomp toward my room.

Aisha rises from the couch while Momo stays bundled in her blanket.

“Did you recognize him too?”

What?Who?”Aisha asks.

“Connor Pen.My boss.When he delivered groceries,” I snarl.

“We spoke to him on the phone, but he dropped the stuff in the hall and left.We never met him.”

“That’s not true,” Momo says.“We took turns watching through the peephole.I thought he looked familiar but you just said he was hot.Remember?”

“Oh.Right.Why are you so mad, Hils?”

“Connor is Heath.”

I should stop shouting, but the shock must’ve broken my volume control.Aisha and Momo stare at me like I’ve grown two heads.I throw up my hands and huff, intending to stomp away, but their gasps whip me back around toward them, searching for a threat.

“OMG, that thing ishuge,” Momo shrieks.

Aisha grabs my wrist and sticks my hand in her face.

“This can’t be real, right?”she says.

Fuck.The ring is still on my finger.

“Oh, it’s real.I can tell from all the way over here.It’s from your boss Connor slash Heath, isn’t it?”Momo laughs.

I sigh.