Chapter 17

Wednesdays were shit.

Jared had never thought otherwise, but now more than ever, he hated Wednesdays. The brief but explosive beginning to his weekend had rocked his world to the core, and yet the thing that had spun his world on its axis had pushed him away.

She had pushed him away.

And losing a chance to be with a woman like Felicity, it made him fucking hate today. Fucking Wednesdays.

He walked into his office at Pimms & Associates and dropped his leather briefcase into one of the two black armchairs facing his large desk. Then he stripped off his gray m¨¦lange virgin wool suit jacket and flung it over the back of one chair before he studied the surface of his desk.

It was a battlefield littered with paper bodies. Contracts, sales agreements, licenses, and everything else related to his work was all here, a ready distraction. But for the first time his heart wasn't in it. He'd spent the rest of Sunday in a foul mood. Alone. Tanner and Layla had tiptoed around him after he'd all