Silver and Chrome: A Bad Boy MC Romance Read Online Free

change of pace would do me good, and that argument rang
true. I’d spent most of the last couple of weeks cooped up in my apartment,
desperately sending out résumés and waiting by the phone. So I let myself be
swayed, and yet here I am, staring back at the same problem I’m here to forget.
     
    “You
have to admire modern technology,” Edward says, his eyes still roving through
the crowd of people with obvious distaste. “Everyone with a phone can be
tracked, these days. The wonders of GPS.” Finally his eyes slide back to me. He
has a self-satisfied smirk on his face that I just want to slap off.
     
    Edward
is a man of resources, but he always took delight in staying just on the edge
of doing anything illegal. It surprises me that he’s admitting to this.
     
    “You
hacked my phone? I should call the police.” Well, not him, of course. But
someone he paid. Still, that might still lead back to him.
     
    “No
hacking required, my dear. Don’t forget where you got that phone. You’re lucky
I don’t charge you with theft after you failed to return VI property. I’m well
within my rights to have my IT department track down our stolen handsets. Lucky
for us you never changed any of the default settings.”
     
    Shit.
     
    “Fine,
take your stupid phone and get out of here.” I reach into my purse and pull it
out. It was stupid of me not to remember that this was a work phone. I’ve been
using it for both personal and work calls since I got to Chicago, but getting a
new one will be a small price to pay for getting Edward out of my life.
     
    “Meh,
you can keep it,” he says dismissively. “You’ll need it when you come back to
work, anyway.”
     
    “Are
you joking?” I turn to look at Jackie. I’d forgotten she was sitting beside me.
She’s never met Edward, but I don’t suppose she needs a private eye license to
figure out who he is from our conversation. “She’s not coming back to work for
you, you cheating sack of shit!”
     
    Since
meeting Jackie shortly after moving to Chicago, she’s become one of my closest
friends, although that isn’t saying much since I rarely get any time to
socialize. Still, her brash attitude and willingness to speak her mind has
often been welcome, since the Canadian in me always has the urge to apologize
and let myself get stepped on. I’ve been trying to learn to be more assertive
by taking notes from her. Right now, I’m very happy she’s next to me.
     
    Edward’s
eyes shift over to my friend as if noticing her for the first time. They flit
up and down, taking her in and then dismissing her all within a second as he
returns his gaze to me. Edward has a way of sizing people up in an instant and
then determining whether they’re worth his valuable time. Apparently, he’s
decided that Jackie isn’t. Instead, he answers me as if I had been the one that
spoke.
     
    “The
thing with Lindsey is over. It was a momentary lapse of judgment and it won’t
happen again. It’s time we moved on and you come back to work. I think two weeks
has been more than enough time to punish me. Matters of importance have been
falling through the cracks without you around to hold things together. Let’s
move past this and get back to the way things were.”
     
    I
stare at Edward, conscious of the fact that my mouth is hanging open, but
unable to think clearly enough to remember how to close it. He’s just smiling
at me, as if he just explaining away everything and he’s simply waiting for me
to admit that I had been the fool to take things so seriously and leave like I
did.
     
    He
brushes some imagined piece of fluff from the cuff of his five thousand dollar
suit, clearly uncomfortable at waiting for me to respond. I see Jackie open her
mouth again from the corner of my eye, so I finally turn to her and give my head
a little shake. She backs down, but is clearly bristling with the desire to
swear at Edward some more.
     
    “I’m
not coming back, Edward. Take your phone and