“It’s none of your business,” Jacob said firmly as he stood his ground.
Connor couldn’t help but chuckle as he moved towards the man. “Did Rory ever tell you what happens when someone comes between us?”
Chapter 14
“Please don’t fire me,” Jacob said as soon as she stepped inside the trailer. She felt her brows damn near shoot to her hairline when her eyes landed on him. It managed to distract her from her current problem of trying to figure out how to make McGill change his mind.
“Why exactly are you duct-taped to a chair?” she demanded even as the answer dawned on her.
Connor.
She wasn’t really surprised. Well, actually she kind of was since Connor tended to focus on torturing her these days. Sure, he went after the guys she’d dated, but that never really bothered her since they usually turned out to be jerks and had it coming. She wondered what Jacob could have done as she walked over to the small kitchenette and started the five-minute process of making a double cup of hot cocoa.
“Are you going to release me?” Jacob asked, sounding unsure, which only piqued her curiosity since most of the men that Connor dealt with normally threatened to call the police by this point.
“How long ago did he tie you up?” Rory asked as her eyes shot to the clock on the wall. She hadn’t seen Connor since this morning, so she was going to just go ahead and take a guess about the time.
“Five hours ago,” Jacob muttered pathetically, confirming her suspicions.
“And what did you do?” Rory asked casually as she added a spoonful of vanilla and caramel flavored creamer to her cup.
There was a telling pause before Jacob muttered, “It wasn’t my fault.”
“What wasn’t your fault?” she asked, pouring more cream into her mug.
“He knows.”
“Knows what?”
“About the plans, meetings, suites, everything,” Jacob admitted, making everything in her go still.
“Where is he?” Rory asked in a bored tone even as panic shot through her.
She realized that he would have found out about the project sooner or later, but she was kind of hoping on it being later, after she had a signed contract with McGill, so that he couldn’t interfere and take over. Now, she was going to have to hunt him down, kick his ass, and make sure that he knew that this was her project and that it was off-limits to him. Then, she would be right back to trying to figure out how to convince them to let her do this. Maybe she could-
“I think you and I should have a talk,” Connor announced as he stepped into the office, holding a thick folder.
Thankful that he’d saved her the time of having to hunt him down to kick his ass, Rory grabbed her drink and headed for her office, knowing that he’d be right behind her.
“Hey, what about me?” Jacob asked, but she ignored him. “Seriously, I have to use the bathroom. If you could just make a little tear in the tape, I’m pretty sure that I could-”
Connor closed the door behind him and moved to sit in her chair, but she was faster. She sat down and couldn’t quite bite back the smug little smile that came along with besting Connor. It seemed as though this meeting was starting off on the right track, Rory mused seconds before he snatched the hot cocoa out of her hands, placed it on her desk, grabbed her good hand and gave it a yank.
“Hey!”
He ignored her as he took her seat and yanked her back down so that she was sitting on his lap. Once he had her settled, meaning trapped, he reached around her and picked up her cup of cocoa.
“Don’t even think about it,” Rory bit out even as she struggled to get off his lap, but the arm he had wrapped around her waist held her right where he wanted her.
He ignored her and finished off her cocoa as she was forced to sit there, watching as her precious cocoa was devoured. Once he finished, Connor placed the coffee cup back on the desk with a little more force than she felt was necessary and shifted her on his lap so that she was facing him.
“Anything you feel like sharing?” Connor asked as he leaned back in her chair, making himself comfortable as he studied her.
“You’re an ass.”
“Anything else?” he asked in a deceptively calm tone, but there was no missing the anger in his eyes.
“Yeah, stop touching my cocoa,” Rory said as she tried to climb off his lap, but he refused to let her go.
