GONE - Part Three (The GONE Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Deborah Bladon
it."
"That's so random." She throws her head back in gleeful laughter. "I can't believe you're dating Clive."
I can't believe Hunter knows I'm dating Clive. I came to this lunch hoping that a few hours with Ben and Kayla would help boost my spirits and take my mind off of what happened yesterday. Now, I've been forced to reveal that I'm dating a man I'm not sure I want to even see again.
"Don’t tell Clive this but years ago I signed up to get news alerts whenever his name popped up." Hunter's body shakes with a deep laugh. "I don't check it all the time but last week I clicked on a link and there was your face."
He said last week so that rules out last night. Gauging by the way he's not judging me, I'm going to guess that he doesn't know that my breasts were the stars of the tech show that Hughes Enterprises put on yesterday. "My face popped up?"
"It was an image of you and Clive at a restaurant." He pulls his face into a mock scowl. "It wasn't one of my restaurants though."
"I had no idea." I don’t take my eyes off of him. "I'll have to look that up."
"I'll find it right now." He fishes his smartphone out of the pocket of his black pants. "I'll just search your name."
"No," I practically scream the word. "I'd rather we toast to Ben and Kayla's new baby."
"Right." Hunter snaps his fingers. "I'll go get the champagne and juice and we'll celebrate."
I heave a sigh at the reprieve. I have no doubt that if Hunter Reynolds would have searched my name that he'd get an eyeful of me I never want him to see.
Chapter 8
I've searched my name online three times since I came home from the restaurant and the only reference to what happened yesterday is a brief mention of the picture at the end of a blogger's comments about the shopping app. The picture didn't pop up at all but it's only been a day and the search engine's algorithms may need some time to catch up. I'm going to enjoy the calm before the storm and ready myself for what my uncertain future holds. I need to focus on showing Alec that he made the right decision in keeping me on at Hughes Enterprises, I need to find out from Garrett what I can do to protect my rights and I have to find out who set me up.
I hear the faint knock at my door just as the sound of heavy footsteps stop. Anyone who walks into the foyer who doesn't live here is supposed to buzz the apartment they want to visit, but it's a futile idea. The latch on the inner door of the lobby is loose so virtually anyone can wander in and out freely. I've been meaning to bring it up to with the super but my breast scandal has cleared my mind of every other thought.
I pull open the door even though I know who is standing on the other side of it. He's texted me twice already today. I told him that I was meeting friends for lunch and then had to catch up on some work but the man either can't read between the lines of a subtle hint or he refuses to align himself with anyone's needs but his own in the moment. I told him I'd talk to him on Monday. It's Saturday afternoon and I need to face him and this.
"Do you want to come in or should we go across to the coffee shop to talk?" I motion towards my still barren living room.
"I'd like to be alone with you." He leans against the door. "We need to talk, Lilly."
"We do," I agree. "There's no place here to talk comfortably."
"The coffee shop is too loud." He taps his shoe on the floor. "I'd like to take you back to my condo."
The suggestion that more will happen than a conversation is right there in the air between us. He wants me and even if I couldn't see the evidence of that in his eyes, I'd know it from the tone of his voice.
He reaches to touch my hand. "We can just talk if you want."
Even when I'm trying to block out every emotion that I'm feeling, he can still read my mind. "I just want to talk."
"That's exactly what we're going to do then."
I hesitate for only a brief moment. I want to rid myself of the cloak of doubt that is weighing me down.
"That's so random." She throws her head back in gleeful laughter. "I can't believe you're dating Clive."
I can't believe Hunter knows I'm dating Clive. I came to this lunch hoping that a few hours with Ben and Kayla would help boost my spirits and take my mind off of what happened yesterday. Now, I've been forced to reveal that I'm dating a man I'm not sure I want to even see again.
"Don’t tell Clive this but years ago I signed up to get news alerts whenever his name popped up." Hunter's body shakes with a deep laugh. "I don't check it all the time but last week I clicked on a link and there was your face."
He said last week so that rules out last night. Gauging by the way he's not judging me, I'm going to guess that he doesn't know that my breasts were the stars of the tech show that Hughes Enterprises put on yesterday. "My face popped up?"
"It was an image of you and Clive at a restaurant." He pulls his face into a mock scowl. "It wasn't one of my restaurants though."
"I had no idea." I don’t take my eyes off of him. "I'll have to look that up."
"I'll find it right now." He fishes his smartphone out of the pocket of his black pants. "I'll just search your name."
"No," I practically scream the word. "I'd rather we toast to Ben and Kayla's new baby."
"Right." Hunter snaps his fingers. "I'll go get the champagne and juice and we'll celebrate."
I heave a sigh at the reprieve. I have no doubt that if Hunter Reynolds would have searched my name that he'd get an eyeful of me I never want him to see.
Chapter 8
I've searched my name online three times since I came home from the restaurant and the only reference to what happened yesterday is a brief mention of the picture at the end of a blogger's comments about the shopping app. The picture didn't pop up at all but it's only been a day and the search engine's algorithms may need some time to catch up. I'm going to enjoy the calm before the storm and ready myself for what my uncertain future holds. I need to focus on showing Alec that he made the right decision in keeping me on at Hughes Enterprises, I need to find out from Garrett what I can do to protect my rights and I have to find out who set me up.
I hear the faint knock at my door just as the sound of heavy footsteps stop. Anyone who walks into the foyer who doesn't live here is supposed to buzz the apartment they want to visit, but it's a futile idea. The latch on the inner door of the lobby is loose so virtually anyone can wander in and out freely. I've been meaning to bring it up to with the super but my breast scandal has cleared my mind of every other thought.
I pull open the door even though I know who is standing on the other side of it. He's texted me twice already today. I told him that I was meeting friends for lunch and then had to catch up on some work but the man either can't read between the lines of a subtle hint or he refuses to align himself with anyone's needs but his own in the moment. I told him I'd talk to him on Monday. It's Saturday afternoon and I need to face him and this.
"Do you want to come in or should we go across to the coffee shop to talk?" I motion towards my still barren living room.
"I'd like to be alone with you." He leans against the door. "We need to talk, Lilly."
"We do," I agree. "There's no place here to talk comfortably."
"The coffee shop is too loud." He taps his shoe on the floor. "I'd like to take you back to my condo."
The suggestion that more will happen than a conversation is right there in the air between us. He wants me and even if I couldn't see the evidence of that in his eyes, I'd know it from the tone of his voice.
He reaches to touch my hand. "We can just talk if you want."
Even when I'm trying to block out every emotion that I'm feeling, he can still read my mind. "I just want to talk."
"That's exactly what we're going to do then."
I hesitate for only a brief moment. I want to rid myself of the cloak of doubt that is weighing me down.
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