บททั้งหมดของ One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

“Cassie,” Becky said gratefully. Adam took a step back, giving her the breathing room she needed and her eyes locked on to Cassie’s questioning ones. “I thought that was you,” Cassie said, her face breaking into a big smile. “I’m so glad I ran into you.” She flicked a glance at Adam and then stuck out her hand. “Hi, I’m Cassie Smith.” “Cassie, this is Adam Calhoun,” Becky said, moving away from the clothing rack to stand beside Cassie and out of Adam’s grasp. “Have we met?” she asked. “Your name sounds familiar.” “I don’t think so,” Adam said, barely containing his sneer. “Cassie is engaged to Brian Colleen,” Becky said and watched with satisfaction when his eyes widened. She turned to Cassie. “Maybe Brian has mentioned Adam, I think they may have done business in the past.” Cassie shook her head slowly. “No, I don’t think so.” “Oh, then maybe Barry mentioned him,” Becky said with relish. “Adam married Heather, Barry’ ex-wife.” “Nice to see

Barry was distracted as Casey read through her findings. They had narrowed down the likely culprit to five employees, but Barry just couldn’t concentrate. He had spoken to Becky before coming into the office, and she had seemed different. She was distant and withdrawn and had ended their conversation quickly, which was somewhat of a disappointment to Barry. He had come to rely on those late-night chats with her when she was showered and dressed for bed. He liked talking to her, getting to know her, and seeing her today, and how standoffish she had been put him in a bad mood. “Barry! Are you with us?” Freddie glared at him, but Barry couldn’t care less. “Sorry,” he said with a sigh. “I had a disturbing call from home.” “How about we take a break,” Freddie said, standing and stretching. He turned to Barry. “Do you need to make a phone call?” Barry stood and fished his phone out of his pocket. “Yeah,” he said, looking at the time and making the calculations. It would be late at h

He waited impatiently for the Skype call to connect. He had already spoken to Abby and Becky earlier, but he’d told Becky he would call back. He needed to talk to her and make sure she was okay. He was still seething over the whole Adam debacle and he had taken great relish in reading the preliminary reports his team had assembled for him. On the surface, the guy’s company looked solid, but Barry had a gut feeling that there was something lurking underneath that wouldn’t bode well for Mr. Calhoun. This was why Barry was known as a shark; he could scent blood in the water, and there was just something about Calhoun’s holdings that tweaked his senses. The call connected and any and all thoughts of Adam Calhoun fled as he drank in the sight of her. She was wearing a pale blue top in a silky material that buttoned up in front, but the top button was undone and he had a peek at the soft skin of her cleavage. He felt himself harden and was thankful that she could only see him from the che

All this could be moot, though. If Heather came back on the scene, she could very well scoop up Abby and Becky and walk out of Barry’ life. She didn’t think Heather would do that, money being the obvious reason. Heather had never worked a day in her life and she didn’t think the woman would take on a job now to support her child. Becky was convinced they wouldn’t see hide or hair of Heather until she had another wealthy man on the hook, someone willing to look after her in the lifestyle she had become accustomed to. Becky really couldn’t understand what Barry ever saw in her. He just didn’t seem the type to put up with someone as shallow as she was. He didn’t suffer fools lightly and he and Heather were like oil and water. Maybe she had been different when they dated, but Becky doubted it very much. It was an awful thing to think about her former employer, but Becky had seen behind the curtain and knew Heather probably better than anyone else in the world. She came across as

The little girl opened her eyes and tilted her head so she could see Barry. “Are you really here?” she asked. Barry's face broke into a soft smile. “I’m really here,” he said. Abby flung herself at him and he caught her, holding her close as she snuggled into the crook of his neck. “I missed you,” Abby said and Becky watched as Barry closed his eyes and breathed her in. “I missed you too,” he said, his voice gruff. “Please don’t go away again,” Abby said. He rubbed her back soothingly. “I can’t promise that, Abby,” he said gently and Becky was pleased that he didn’t offer her promises he couldn’t keep, “but I will promise to always come back.” “But I was really sad when you were gone,” she said, gripping him tighter. “Everyone goes away from me.” Becky felt the stab of pain in her heart for a little girl who was caught up in an untenable situation. She saw the pain cross Barry’ face, and she went to him and put one hand on his back and one