Page 146
Story: The Wrong Ride Home
Fiona rolled her eyes. “You needed a little motivation. Nopersonwas supposed to get hurt…just the horses.”
Ben almost died, bitch. Elena, too.
“Now I have a shit ton of property damage,” I blustered.
“That’s the thing about alittleproperty damage—it doesn’t hurt the price. If anything, it makes the teardowneasier,” Fiona tittered. “At least, that was Piper and my thoughts when we…well….”
I nodded, pretending to be impressed. “I never thought of it that way.”
“You never had to,” she said with satisfaction. “That wasmyjob.”
She reached across the table, resting her hand lightly on mine, her nails cool against my skin. “You’re a smart man, Duke. But you’re better when you listen to me.”
I forced myself to look at her, to let my gaze soften like she was pulling me back into her orbit. I let a pause stretch between us, then said softly, almost hesitant, “I know, doll. I know now. Can you forgive me?”
She smiled. Slow. Smug. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back, Duke.” Her eyes were full oflove, the kind that was not directed at me but at herself. She waslike Mama, I realized. She’d be just as much in love if I were a fifty-million-dollar land development project or a Bulgari necklace.
“What happens now?” I asked, my stance lazy, relaxed when I felt no such thing.
I felt dirty, unclean.
I wanted Elena. I wanted to hold her. I wanted the ranch. I wanted to ride under the endless sky. I wanted to cleanse myself from the man I had been becoming and be the man who deserved the land and the woman.
“Now, you leave everything to me, and I’ll get things moving,” she said triumphantly.
I paid for lunch, and we slipped back into our old ways, talking about work, a deal, and the market.
“The Florida market is saturated.” Fiona looked at herself in her compact mirror and adjusted her lipstick. “It’s the insurance costs…they’re sky high.”
The server brought my suit jacket. I rose and slipped it on.
“Yeah, but Texas is heating up.”
Fiona snapped the mirror shut. “Maybe. But the margins are tighter…and with climate change and all that flooding…. It’s become a choose your natural disaster game.”
“You know, since you are working for Piper now, maybe Novak Enterprises and Ironwood could partner?”
“I love the way you think and so will Piper. This was her hope when she hired me.” She slid out of the booth, smoothing down her dress. She smiled, slow and indulgent. “Welcome back to the winning team.”
I stood when she did, and when she moved her face close to mine, I dropped a quick kiss on her lips. Kaz better edit that shit out if he was ever showing this to Elena.
I held my hand out, indicating that I would follow her. “I’ll walk you to your car.AndI’ll see you soon.”
“Oh, count on it.” I stayed a step behind her in the guise of having my hand on the small of her back.
I counted slowly in my head.
One.
Two.
We stepped out of the restaurant, and I dropped my hand and stepped away from her.
Three.
She was about to say something when?—
There were sounds of footsteps. Men in ill-fitting black suits, their badges flashing.
Ben almost died, bitch. Elena, too.
“Now I have a shit ton of property damage,” I blustered.
“That’s the thing about alittleproperty damage—it doesn’t hurt the price. If anything, it makes the teardowneasier,” Fiona tittered. “At least, that was Piper and my thoughts when we…well….”
I nodded, pretending to be impressed. “I never thought of it that way.”
“You never had to,” she said with satisfaction. “That wasmyjob.”
She reached across the table, resting her hand lightly on mine, her nails cool against my skin. “You’re a smart man, Duke. But you’re better when you listen to me.”
I forced myself to look at her, to let my gaze soften like she was pulling me back into her orbit. I let a pause stretch between us, then said softly, almost hesitant, “I know, doll. I know now. Can you forgive me?”
She smiled. Slow. Smug. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back, Duke.” Her eyes were full oflove, the kind that was not directed at me but at herself. She waslike Mama, I realized. She’d be just as much in love if I were a fifty-million-dollar land development project or a Bulgari necklace.
“What happens now?” I asked, my stance lazy, relaxed when I felt no such thing.
I felt dirty, unclean.
I wanted Elena. I wanted to hold her. I wanted the ranch. I wanted to ride under the endless sky. I wanted to cleanse myself from the man I had been becoming and be the man who deserved the land and the woman.
“Now, you leave everything to me, and I’ll get things moving,” she said triumphantly.
I paid for lunch, and we slipped back into our old ways, talking about work, a deal, and the market.
“The Florida market is saturated.” Fiona looked at herself in her compact mirror and adjusted her lipstick. “It’s the insurance costs…they’re sky high.”
The server brought my suit jacket. I rose and slipped it on.
“Yeah, but Texas is heating up.”
Fiona snapped the mirror shut. “Maybe. But the margins are tighter…and with climate change and all that flooding…. It’s become a choose your natural disaster game.”
“You know, since you are working for Piper now, maybe Novak Enterprises and Ironwood could partner?”
“I love the way you think and so will Piper. This was her hope when she hired me.” She slid out of the booth, smoothing down her dress. She smiled, slow and indulgent. “Welcome back to the winning team.”
I stood when she did, and when she moved her face close to mine, I dropped a quick kiss on her lips. Kaz better edit that shit out if he was ever showing this to Elena.
I held my hand out, indicating that I would follow her. “I’ll walk you to your car.AndI’ll see you soon.”
“Oh, count on it.” I stayed a step behind her in the guise of having my hand on the small of her back.
I counted slowly in my head.
One.
Two.
We stepped out of the restaurant, and I dropped my hand and stepped away from her.
Three.
She was about to say something when?—
There were sounds of footsteps. Men in ill-fitting black suits, their badges flashing.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144
- Page 145
- Page 146
- Page 147
- Page 148
- Page 149
- Page 150
- Page 151
- Page 152
- Page 153
- Page 154
- Page 155
- Page 156
- Page 157
- Page 158
- Page 159