LOGINI sigh. "For everything. First off, I'm sorry for calling you in today when it was your day off," I mumble. "You've been working yourself sick, and I know your drained. You needed to rest, and yet, here you are, helping me with Tinsley and Sandra."She shakes her head. "It's fine. Sandra needed help, and you seemed a little overwhelmed today. I'm happy to help," she says with a gentle smile."Be that as it may, I'm sorry you didn't get your day off. I'm also sorry about our fight earlier. The thing is... I've never been jealous like this," I mumble, finally letting the truth spill from my lips.I need her to know the whole truth if I'm ever going to get anywhere with her. This epiphany hit me on the way home. I've been spinning in circles because of all the miscommunication.Chelsea gives me a suspicious look, and maybe I deserve it. "What do you mean your jealous?" her demand is soft, but no less straight to the point."Just that... I... The moment you walked into this house, I was s
Hunter's POVChelsea stayed today. She didn't have to. She could've gone home, or back to her date, but she didn't! She stayed with me and helped take care of Tinsley.I was with them the whole time. I couldn't not be. I'm getting addicted to her presence. To her warmth and sweetness. Her coconut scent is filling my head and finding the hollow place in my heart. Her smile has me enchanted in ways I've never experienced.I was there for lunch and helped make the Mac & Cheese while Chels cut up pieces of fruit."You need any help over there?" Chelsea teased me as the water boiled over because my eyes were focused on her ass and not on the pot."I know how to make macaroni and cheese," I grumble, blushing in embarrassment, trying to cover up my mistake.Chelsea giggled. "If you say so. Tin-Tin? Does Uncle Hunty make you mac n' cheese for lunch?""Hunty cheese," Tinsley giggled, patting her tiny tray."See, my niece believes in me!" I chuckle sending a wink to Tinsley, hoping to deflect m
"Yeah, we know, man. You're not that shallow. But she is. Just a heads up, dude. You may need to take more direct approach with her," he sighs in exasperation. "I've thought about tying her up to a pole and just leaving her there, but then she'd still be yelling at us!"I groan. "I thought I was taking the direct approach! Were the cops and restraining order not enough? But thanks for letting me know. I gotta go. See ya soon," I mumble."Yeah, have a good weekend, Hunt!" he chuckled.Then I hang up. I take a minute to reign in my temper. I want to march right back to Portia and set the record straight, only she's already off my site. And if I'm not mistaken, I'll probably be seeing her again next week.That's a problem for later. Right now, though, I need to get home to a beautiful brunette with silver eyes.The whole way home I'm gritting my teeth, trying to figure out what the hell to do about my situation. I've already got a fucking restraining order against her, and it's done exac
Hunter's POVExasperation runs through my veins at the useless morning. The only thing I'm glad about is that Chelsea is at home. In fact, the anxiety tightening in my chest loosens just a notch knowing that she'll be at home waiting for me...Well, that might be a stretch. She might be waiting for me to get home, but it's most likely she's waiting for me so she can go back home herself. Either way, her presence in my home is starting to make my home feel a lot more... like home.I'm so pissed this whole 'emergency' Mark was worried about turned out to be bullshit. I wonder if I was summoned here just for his daughter to play with. To be honest, I wouldn't put it past him. Every time I tell Portia to leave my site, he brings her back like she's some sort of package deal!Mark seemed pleased with the idea of Portia and me together. There is just one problem in that equations. I hate her. I can't fucking stand the bitch and if she tries to touch me one more time, I'm going to fucking sl
But I'm not having any of it. "If you are so good at making mistakes, I'm going to give your job to a younger man, Mark. Justin is just waiting for one more screw up and it's all his!" I inform the man.Mark pales and gasps, shaking his head in refusal. "You can't! This is my job! Your father... he said this position is mine!"I'm going to have a few words with my father. You see, he doesn't have a say in MY company. He can do whatever the hell he wants with HIS business, but Campbell Construction is MINE!"Listen carefully, Mark! I don't give a shit what my dad promised you! He is not the boss. YOU are not the boss! I'M THE FUCKING BOSS! THIS IS MY COMPANY AND IF YOU DON'T FOLLOW MY RULES YOU ARE FIRED!" I snarl, finally having enough of his shit.Right now, I have it set that Justin will take over Campbell Construction, but I can also use him to replace my foreman, it'd be good practice for him until I decide I've had enough and want to retire from the glorious life of a CEO. I neve
Hunter's POVOkay, so now I know why the hell Chelsea's been giving me the cold shoulder the last few days, and while I understand it, it doesn't mean I'm not pissed at the situation.To tell the truth, I'm kind of glad she's this mad at me. If she wasn't, that means she doesn't care. And she does! I saw the jealousy as she spilled out the words she's been keeping from me for days now.I hate that I feel so damn smug about it. It also makes me feel like shit! I wanted to tell her the truth, but now she won't let me talk to her. She just ran after Tinsley like it could keep me away.I hate to break it to her, but I'm not letting the conversation drop. When I get home, she'd better be ready for a little talk. And I want her to tell me if she's actually seeing someone or if the annoying cologne pluming around her was just some guy who thought he could get lucky if she said yes.If I'd kept Portia away from me, none of these little misunderstandings would have happened. I wanted to explai
Luke's POVIt didn't take longer than a half hour to have Tinsley all fixed up and moved to a room where her mother and uncle waited by her bedside for her to wake up.Now that the emergency is over, I can go home and finish what we started... Or if she needs it, I can just hold her while she sleep
Eve's POVI'm groggy... again. What the hell? How many times am I going to wake up not knowing what the hell happened? To be honest, I'm scared to even open my eyes right now!I hear a strange noise. Kind of like a grinding and swirling noise, and again a damn beeping that makes my ears bleed. Am I
Eve's POVI've been stirring awake. I don't know when I fell asleep, but it wasn't a heavy sleep. I've been able to vaguely be aware of what was going on around me.And yet, it seems like hours since Luke took off and told me to get some sleep. He is the doctor, and it's not like my body could resi
Eve's POV"Okay," the replay barely out of my lips before he was up and gathering my stuff in a bag. I watch him in a flurry of movement.Well, at least now I know why the hell he was so pissed off at Jeff.I'm hurt, and humiliated. I was a fucking bet to him?Luke should've told me, even if I woul







