Sweet Haven (The Sweet Series Book 2)(5)

By: K.C. Lynn


He takes me in from head to toe, his nose wrinkling in distaste. Not surprising. My long, wavy hair, jean skirt, and black tank top would never be up to his standards. Good thing I don’t give a shit about his standards anymore.

Of course, he is in immaculate condition. He’s dressed in his usual business attire with not one strand of his light brown hair out of place.

Obviously, another late night at the office.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I take a step back from him, feeling my back meet the wall, and quickly realize I’m cornered. Definitely not something I want when dealing with him.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, skipping over any pleasantries.

“I came to see you. I had no choice since you’ve been refusing my calls.” His voice is calm but there’s no denying the anger in his crystal blue eyes. An anger that used to scare the hell out of me and still does, if I’m being honest, but I’d never let him know it.

I will never give him that power over me again.

“We have nothing more to say to each other.”

“Yes, we do. Now this needs to stop, Samantha. You’re acting like a foolish adolescent.”

My teeth grind at the way he uses my full name, scolding me like a child.

“It’s time to get over your tantrum and—”

“This is not a tantrum,” I snap. “We’re over, Grant.”

“The hell we are!” Fear grips my chest as he steps closer to me, his eyes flashing in fury.

Stay calm, Sam. He won’t touch you. Not here.

Not ever again.

“Everything all right?”

My head snaps to the side, unexpected relief swamping me at the sight of Jase.

“Fine,” Grant answers before I can, his tone icy. “We’re having a conversation, if you don’t mind.”

“Actually, we’re done.” I seize the opportunity to slide out from the corner I’m in and move closer to Jase. “Grant was just leaving.”

At the feel of his furious gaze on me, my eyes drop to the floor, silence hanging heavily in the air.

“Very well,” Grant says, sounding a lot calmer than I know he is. “We’ll talk about this another time, Samantha.”

I shake my head but it’s pointless since he’s already turned his back and walked away. A shaky breath escapes me, my hand resting on my queasy stomach.

I should have known he would show up sooner or later.

I clue in to the person standing next to me, feeling his eyes boring holes into the side of my head.

“You want to tell me what that was all about?”

“It’s nothing,” I mumble, my throat burning with humiliation that it had to be him who showed up at the right time.

“Really? That’s why you’re shaking right now?”

I look down at my trembling hands, angry with myself for letting Grant rattle me so much. Gripping the washcloth tighter, I move to walk past him, but he doesn’t let me.

His fingers wrap around my arm in a gentle grip. “Sam…”

“Just let it go, Jase.” Pulling my arm free, I walk away and head into the back for some privacy. It takes me a few minutes before I’m able to find my composure again. When I return to finish my shift, I try not to think about Grant, but it proves impossible. So many emotions storming inside of me, especially regret.

Once the place dies down, Zoey offers for me to go home. I take it because I’m not being much use right now anyway. My head is not in it anymore and I think she senses that. It’s obvious she never saw Grant come in; otherwise, she would’ve had a field day with his ass.

After giving her a hug, I grab my jacket and purse then pay for Jase’s beer that I sabotaged. Before leaving, I glance over at their table one last time but don’t see him there. My first thought is he left with Stephanie, but I spot her by the far corner near the bathroom. I give the rest of the guys a wave good-bye then head out into the dark night.

As I round the corner of the building where my car is parked, I come to a hard stop when I see Grant standing there, waiting for me.





CHAPTER 2




Jase


As soon as I walk out of the bathroom, I’m met by Stephanie. “There you are. I was wondering where you went,” she purrs in what she deems a sultry voice but it only makes my teeth grind.