Chapter 41 Saving Herself for Sterling… And Sterling Only

Any other emotions Brendan could have felt had been displaced by unrelenting ire. “God, I’m going home. I’ll see her tomorrow.”

That took Steven by surprise, but he nodded nonetheless. “Shall I drive you home now?”

“No. Pass me the keys. I’ll drive.”

He checked his suit and headed to the parking garage, almost a little too frantically.

His car zipped through the road, tearing through the air like a fired bullet. When he arrived, he immediately scanned the living room. Resentment flitted past his eyes-he had thought that it would at least be lit.

Because that would mean someone was waiting for him to come home. 1

He checked himself. She was blind. Whether a room was lit or not did not matter. He was

sure she would be reclining on the couch, just like she used to. Waiting.

Brendan strode toward the door and pushed

it open.

The living room was completely empty. Even

was empty-devoid of the warm supper that

of welcome.

Deirdre would curl into

at night, waiting

her face used

she sidled up

assaulted Brendan’s chest. His chest caved in, and he felt suffocated. In his mind, there was only one devil to

f*cking Fuller. That son of a b*tch had replaced him in her heart, and Brendan

livid in his life.

that she loved him with all her heart. Ha! Was this

that any random man could arouse her supposedly

coat to the floor and stormed

open.

already soundly

her out of

she tugged her comforter even closer to herself, almost as though it would

burned away any shred of reason Brendan had

her and pinned her under him. Deirdre’s face paled. “What

up as

her arms with a twist of his own, bellowing, “What now, b* tch?! I’m getting my end of the deal-what you owe

she shuddered in a rage. “I owe you nothing! We’re nothing! There’s nothing between us-and I’m only here because you

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