Unexpected Eva (Triple Trouble #3)(38)

Knox: Things change. It was for the hospital.





A wild, low roar leaves my clenched jaw.

My finger hovers over his name to call him. I quickly change my mind.

I furiously push the electronic start button on my sun-yellow Mercedes A-Class and open her up.

Things change. What a dickhead.





CHAPTER 9





Eva

“Eh, excuse me, miss. You can’t go in there. Mr. Black is currently on a conference call.”

On a mission, I hold up my hand to silence Knox’s stuttering secretary. I leave a gust of air behind me as I stomp past at breakneck speed, then grab and twist the door handle before I fly through the door.

Alarmed at my disruptive entry, Knox jolts his head up from his laptop screen.

His mysterious eyes widen, then quickly narrow.

Slamming the door behind me without looking back, I drop my purse on the floor with a thunk by my feet, stand wide, and place my hands on my hips.

“Things change? What the hell does that mean, exactly?” I’m stark-raving mad.

“I’ll have to call you back, boys.” He hovers his finger over the end button on his desk phone.

“Okay. Problems?” a male voice asks through the speakerphone.

“Yeah, eighty-thousand-pound problems,” Knox mutters darkly.

“Oh, yikes.” Two different snickers sound from the phone.

“Good luck, man.”

“Out this weekend though, yeah?” I think that’s Corey, Knox’s friend. And where there’s Corey, there is Shane.

“Hell yeah. First time you’ve been out in months, big man.” Yup, I was right.

“See you Saturday night, boys.” Knox stares right at me as he presses the button to hang up his call.

Asshole.

“Conference call, my ass.” I stand firm.

He leans back in his black leather chair, then casually rests his elbow on the arm.

Eyeing me suspiciously, painfully slow he brackets his pointer finger against his cheek, places his thumb under his chin, then cushions his middle finger against his lips.

With his other hand, he smooths his tie down over his shirt.

He’s divine.

His black eyes impale me, reminding me of the way he looked at me this weekend as he buried himself deep inside me.

His fingers are a gentle nod at the things he did to me as he danced them across my skin. And those lips.

He’s a fuckable devil in a suit.

I’m trembling. I’m totally out of my depth.

“Lock the door,” he commands.

“Why?”

“Lock. The. Door.”

Losing my cool, I do as instructed. Fumbling with the latch, I turn back to face his desk.

I muster all the self-confidence I can. “As I was asking. Things change? What has changed? Why don’t you want the lessons?”

His strong features hold firm. “Why does it matter, Eva?”

“It doesn’t matter.” I struggle for an answer.

“So, why are you here?”

I sift through my jumbled thoughts because, well, now I don’t know. His divinely well-cut suit is too distracting. Then there are his exotic features, and that tan, and don’t get me started on what his finger is currently doing to his top lip. I know what those lips and fingers can do.

Stop it, stop it, stop it.

Biting my tongue to stop me from saying anything inappropriate, I don’t answer.

“Well? I’ve clearly annoyed you to have you drive all the way up here to my hotel. Railroad my secretary. Fly through my office door like a woman on fire, then force me to end my important call.”

“That was Corey and Shane. Hardly important,” I snip back and pop a hip.

“Ah, but it was important. They want to set me up on a date on Saturday night.”

Oh, that stings.

I jut my chin out with determination, trying to show him I’m not bothered. “Great. I’m sure you’ll have a super time,” I mutter through a tight smile.

“I’m sure I will,” he says, a glint of humor in his eyes at our verbal combat.

“I bet she’ll be all fake tits and ass. Only after your money and likes to be fucked in every orifice.”

What the hell am I saying?

Current status: powered by bitch dust.

“Nailed it. That’s exactly my type,” he says deadpan, then waits for me to continue.

But I don’t know what my next move is. I’m lost.

He leans forward, straightening his laptop in front of him. “Are we done here? Because in case you haven’t noticed, I have a hotel resort to manage. Plus, I have a date with a woman who’s waiting to be fucked in every orifice, apparently. So if you’ll excuse me while I do my research to prepare for that, you can show yourself out.” He taps on his keyboard.

Aw, screw this. I don’t know what I was thinking of coming here.

Mad at myself, I turn around to unlock the door, cursing and muttering to myself through clenched teeth.

On a rampage, I spin back around to face him again. I’m not letting him get away with this. I’m as furious as a trapped wasp in a jam jar.

“You know what, Knox. You said I lit up your soul. I made you feel like a fucking blazing inferno burns inside of you when I’m around. Isn’t that what you said? You called me Sunshine. You told me you wanted me and wanted to spend time with me.” I’m on a roll now. “That you dreamed about me.” I lay my hand over my chest. “That you’ve been waiting.”