Iused to pride myself on knowing that no matter what I faced, I was a brave person. Strong. Just like my mother was. I didn’t run or hide from anything or anyone, no matter how uncomfortable it made me feel. I always stood my ground! That was until I did the unthinkable with Havoc, and I’d been hiding ever since.
I ran and didn’t look back. And I didn’t just run—the next morning I quit my job as his housekeeper. There was just no way I could face him again after that.
Thankfully, we hadn’t exchanged numbers. I’d only communicated with his mother, and that made it easier for me to quit. I explained that I’d picked up more hours at the club and just couldn’t commit anymore. She responded that she understood, and that was the end of that.
I hadn’t seen or heard from Havoc since that night, and hopefully, now everything would go back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be considering what I’d done.
Even though I had originally allowed my need for revenge to lead me to the decision to sleep with Havoc, I went to his condo just to talk.
From the days we spent talking at his condo while I worked, he’d become someone I found easy to confide in. I truly wanted his opinion on revenge, to know if I was doing the right thing or not. He let me see that ignoring Ocean was the best thing to do, but somehow, we still ended up going that far.
Immediately, I was hit with the worst-case scenario. What if my father found out? He would undoubtedly not let it go, and that would eventually lead to Orlando finding out. And that meant it would only be a matter of time until Ocean found out. On top of that, I knew my father would lose his job, so would I.
I had been avoiding confronting Ocean for that reason alone, not realizing that getting involved with Havoc still had the same result. It wasn’t something I could take back now—the deed had been done. Now, all I could do was hide and try to act like it didn’t happen.
I smiled at Sparkle as I whizzed by with a tray of drinks.
I dropped them off for a group of men who were celebrating someone’s thirtieth birthday and headed back to the bar to help serve the mass of people crowding around.
Within twenty minutes, Felicity and I had cleared the line of people and I took that moment to bask in the quiet. It had been nonstop since I clocked in a few hours ago, but with the way I’d been feeling lately, being busy was the best. It didn’t leave me room to think. Most importantly, no room to think about him!
I quickly made Sparkle another cocktail and passed it over to her. I noticed someone out of the corner of my eye take a seat at the bar. So, with a smile on my face, I turned to serve them only for it to be Havoc.
His hazel eyes were locked on my face, and I felt my breath get stuck in my throat.
He didn’t say anything, but his silence spoke louder than any words he could possibly say. My eyes bounced over to Sparkle, and she looked just as stuck at seeing him. She knew all about our night of passion two weeks ago.
Did I run? Did I just stand there like a fool? I just didn’t know what to do with myself at that point.
Felicity stepped forward and asked him, “What can I get you, Havoc?”
“Nothing. I’m good,” he responded, still looking directly at me. I switched my eyes over to Sparkle, and she was pretending to be busy with something in her purse, knowing damn well she didn’t have anything interesting inside.
Not knowing what else to do, I turned away from him and tried to find something to do that would keep me from looking at him.
With every move I made, I could feel him following my footsteps, but I didn’t dare look back at him.
More people came for drinks, and I quickly served them. Every so often, my reserve broke, and I would look at him. His face was still and motionless while his eyes tried to look past me to my deepest depths. My body shuddered as an image of him plunging into me while looking into my eyes flashed in my memory. I had completely let myself loose with him that night. I held nothing back.
He suddenly stood to his feet. I froze watching him, wondering what his next move was going to be, and to my surprise, he just walked away. He didn’t look back. I stood there wondering what that meant. Wondered why I wanted to go after him even though I knew it was best for me to stay where I was. I looked over at Sparkle, and she gave me a soft, reassuring smile.
Exhaling heavily, I pushed Havoc to the back of my mind and focused on my job, telling myself it was for the best.
Somehow, I managed to finish the rest of my shift without thinking about Havoc and he didn’t come back inside at all.
As Sparkle and I left the club and strolled to her car, both of us were silent. The gravity of what had happened weighed down on me more than I was willing to admit to myself.
“Kairi,” Havoc’s voice echoed in the night, and I jumped before I saw him leaning against his car. It had been almost three hours since he walked out. Had he been outside waiting for me this whole time?
“What are you still doing here?” I asked even though the look in his eyes told me full well. He was here for me—for answers that I just didn’t want to give him.
“I came to give you a ride, so we can talk,” he said what I already knew.
“But I came with Sparkle—” I said.
“You two need to talk. I’ll call you tomorrow, Kairi,” Sparkle said, cutting me off. She waved at me and walked away, leaving me standing there not knowing what to do.
I turned to look at him.
