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Chapter 237
Chapter 237
Daniel and | cat quickly and in silence, but as we do | can sense a shift in the energy between us. | know, somehow, that after afew minutes we’re on the same team again, despite our differences. | smile at Daniel, unseen, as he pops a slice of bacon intohis mouth, newly determined to do better at making sure he’s okay.
Once I’m finished eating | stand and move around the table, leaning down to give Daniel a kiss on the cheek. “Have a good day,Daniel,” | say quietly to him, my hand on his shoulder. “We'll hangout tonight?”
Daniel looks up at me and gives me a little smile and | wrinkle my nose at him before | leave the room. As | pass through thekitchen door, though, | let my face fall, no longer needing to put on a happy expression for him. Instead, | feel my face settled intoworried, anxious lines.
What the hell was that, from Kent, telling me this dress had no purpose, and | could do whatever | wanted, and he didn’t care?I'm fully steamed about it as | stomp up the stairs and go to my room, closing the door behind me. | immediately peel off thedress, leaving it in a bitter little heap on the floor, and move to my wardrobe, pulling out some riding clothes and quickly changinginto them, deliberately choosing the tight two-tone riding pants that particularly highlight my ass.
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Because Kent can kiss it, for all | care, after what he did to me at breakfast. I’m going to the stables to hang out with my horse,who never lets me doubt his affections. And I’m going to have a nice day, damn it.
As soon as | pull on my boots I’m out my bedroom door, clopping down the steps with my mind on the garage, wondering if | canconvince Jerome to give me the keys to the Bugatti- Kent will have a fit to know that I’m driving it - when suddenly | hear myname.
| pause about two steps from the bottom of the staircase as | hear it, my head whipping up to see Kent standing at his open.office door, looking at me with his arms folded, his face serious.
“So, the stables then, Fay?” he asks, impassive.
| can’t help the little sneer that crosses my lips then. “I thought you didn’t care, Kent,” | throw at him, and then | start walkingagain, more deliberately this time, my steps angry. He grabs my arm as | pass him, pulling me backwards off balance. Stopped inmy tracks, | glare up at Kent, trying to pull my arm away, but he doesn’t relent.
“What is this attitude?” he asks, glaring at me, his voice angry but low so that he won't be overheard.“What attitude,” | snap, glaring back and playing dumb, trying to pull my arm away again, harder this time.Chapter 237
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Kent frowns and tightens his grip, pulling me closer. “This,” he hisses, looking me up and down. “You're being a brat, Fay, and |
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