She reached out and covered my hand and squeezed. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s fine. I’m fine.” The strange part was, that wasn’t a lie, I was fine.
Really,reallyfine.
16
BILLIE
The last thingon earth I’d expected to come out of Adam’s mouth was that Genesis Milan broke up with him.
Holy shit.
My mind felt like it was short-circuiting. She’d probably just been shocked over him not moving to the UK. He didn’t seem bothered at all, but Adam wasn’t exactly a wear-his-heart-on-his-sleeve type of guy. But hehadto be.
Right? Adam Knight was far too sensitive to not be upset over someone he was with for three years.
I’m sure they were going to get back together. Maybe that’s why this didn’t seem to be affecting him. Because they were just going to get back together. Maybe this was a thing they did. A pattern. They broke up and made up. A toxic cycle.
Why did it matter? I shook my head. It made no difference in my life.
“Where do I go?” he asked.
“What?” I was so distracted I didn’t even realize we’d arrived at my apartment.
“Oh, pull into the first garage.”
I dug into my purse and handed him the keycard, and the gate lifted. He drove inside.
“My parking spot is five B.”
He pulled into the designated area and stopped. “Was this where your car was when the note was left?”
“Yes.”
He glanced up through the windshield. “There are cameras.”
“The video footage was wiped.”
His jaw ticked as his fingers flexed around the steering wheel.
I could feel the tension radiating off him and knew that it was just going to get worse. Any problem Adam couldn’t solve drove him crazy. We were very similar in that regard.
“I’ll only be a few minutes.” I reached for the door.
His heavy, large hand landed on my knee, and I felt his touch in places that were not as innocent as my knee.
“You’renotgoing up there alone.”
The thought of Adam being inside my apartment, in my personal space, did funny things to my insides. It made me feel very…I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle it.
“I don’t need a babysitter.” I moved my leg away from his touch.
“Fine. Then consider me your bodyguard.”
He got out of the driver’s side and was around to my door before I gathered my purse. The one time, I wished “Breakroom Dave” would have been parked in his spot. There was no way Adam could have slinked out when I had to suck in to do it if the Audi Q5 was there.
Out of pure instinct, or the power of suggestion, when he held out his hand, I took it without thinking. The second our palms touched, it was like a live wire of electricity shot through me. It had been happening all day, but it was even worse now, now that we were alone, in a darkened, secluded area wheresecret dirty deeds could be performed and no one would be any the wiser.
