Page 96 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
“Why would you do that?” I bit out. “Why would you start shit like that?”
His eyebrows rose and he spoke slowly. “Until we get it out of the way, it’ll remain right there between us. I was under the impression you wanted to move forward.”
I did, dammit, but I didn’t want to see the pain and hurt on Emily’s face. Although I’d shoved it down deep, I remembered now, could still see the way her flushed face had withered when I’d told her she would never be able to please a man like me. I’d been a bastard of the highest order.
“Why don’t I clean up,” Kieran offered. “You can go apologize for breaking her young heart all those months ago.”
I exhaled heavily, resigned to an apology.
Not that it would do a damn bit of good.
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Emily
After storming out of the kitchen, Ipaced the hallway rather than go up the stairs.
I wanted to go hide, to wait for Knox and Kieran to leave because I was so angry, but part of me wanted to confront this thing between me and Knox. It had been lingering for too long, and ever since that night, I promised myself if I was ever face-to-face with him again, I would hash it out.
There for a minute, I’d actually held my ground, too. I guess I should’ve been proud of myself for that.
I paused my pacing when I heard Knox’s angry voice.
“Why would you start shit like that?”
That was a damn good question, so I paused, wondering if Kieran would even answer.
A second later, he did.
“Until we get it out of the way, it’ll remain right there between us. I was under the impression you wanted to move forward.”
Between us?What did that mean? How was he included in this?
Movement had me going full chickenshit, darting for the stairs, and scurrying up to the third floor. I made a beeline for my bedroom, stopped just shy of slamming the double doors shut. If I did that, Knox wouldn’t come in, and it would be my fault we couldn’t get this taken care of once and for all.
Provided he intended to talk to me, that was.
Rather than eavesdrop at the door, I went to the windows, looked out over the park. Instantly I relaxed.
There was something about this place that was like a balm to my soul. Perhaps it was the space, the view, or maybe it was the fact that, for the first time in my life, I had solitude and independence in equal measure. I’d yet to have both at the same time. The unfortunate part was that I had Knox to thank for the apartment I now occupied. He was the one who’d offered me this salvation, a chance to have some of what I was used to back, while still maintaining my independence.
Footsteps sounded and I took a deep breath, turned around.
Knox stood just inside the door. He looked both wary and ridiculously hot. It had been a long time since I’d seen him casual the way he was now. This was how he looked whenever he would make trips to Texas, but that felt like an eternity ago.
“We need to talk,” he said, holding his ground.
“I agree.”
He pulled his hand out of his pocket, motioned in front of him. “Mind if I come in?”
I nodded.
No sooner had I agreed than I realized that Knox Montgomery was now in my bedroom. He was mere feet away from where I laid my head at night. The very spot I’d slept nearly naked last night after succumbing to wine-induced exhaustion.
My gaze darted to the bed, and for a moment, I thought about how he would look in it. Perhaps reclining while I straddled his hips…
Ah, jeez.
