“Try me, princess.” He smirked.
I gnawed on the inside of my lip, debating my next words. “Can I help, at least?”
“No. Absolutely not.”
I sighed, letting my shoulders sag. “But if I don’t go, I’ll never get the tape back.” I toyed with the sheet near my feet and refused to look at him.
“Hey,” he whispered, touching my chin.
“What?” I asked, trying to figure out how to get the tape back myself.
“Remember when you said you trusted me?”
“Yes,” I mumbled, staring at his lips.
“You have to trust me now, Race.” He brought my eyes to his.
“I do, but so much can go wrong.”
“Nothing will go wrong. You have an entire team of men behind you.”
“Do they have an opening for a businesswoman? Because when that tape gets released, I’ll be blackballed.”
“You’re so dramatic,” he said, rolling his eyes.
I straightened my back, squaring my shoulders. “Since I’m the one paying, I should be able to help out in any way I see fit.”
“Baby,” he murmured as he leaned forward to kiss me.
I weaved, avoiding the contact. “Don’t ‘baby’ me.”
He hovered over my lips, staring me straight in the eyes. “I’ll talk to the guys and ask them if they think it’s okay. All right?”
I glared at him, knowing he was just pacifying me. “Fine.” I was going to find a way to be there when the shit went down.
I didn’t have a choice. It was my life hanging in the balance, and no one would look out for me like I would.
No one.
I was the only person I could rely on in my life. It was how it’d been for years. I was okay with it. I had grown used to it. I couldn’t just hand my future over to a man. That was how I’d gotten into this mess to begin with.
My father had taught me to trust my instincts.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Don’t Let Her Run
Morgan
Race’s eyes grew wide, her mouth hanging open as I walked into her office. “What are you doing here?”
“Hey, princess,” I said as I took in the majesty of her office. I was totally impressed by the size. “I thought I’d drop by and see how things were going.”
She glanced at her watch before glaring at me. “It’s almost five. Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready to go meethim?”
I nodded, tapping on my watch. “Plenty of time.”
She sighed, pushing herself away from her desk before stalking toward me. “No, there isn’t.”
