Chapter 8

Evie

How am I supposed to focus when he just looked at me like I should be pitied? I am not going to accept his pity. Not now. Not ever.

“I know that I can’t ever make up for what I did,” he says after a few minutes of silence, twirling a fancy fountain pen between his fingers. “But hopefully, this at- least helps.”

“Hopefully what helps,” I mutter quietly, flipping to the next page of the contract lazily.

He quietly sets down the pen on the surface of the table.

“This,” he answers. “Becoming your client. I heard that you were struggling and wanted to try and help you out.”

Once again, he is pitying me.

“I was doing fine,” I grumble. “I didn’t need you to save me like some maiden in distress. This isn’t a fairytale and you aren’t some knight in shining armor.

“I know you don’t want my help, Evie,” he chuckles. “But between this and your waitressing, I thought you could use the helping hand.

I laugh bitterly. “I know you can’t,” I tease. “You barely have to work for anything. Hockey… Women… all of it falls right into your lap, doesn’t it, Timothy?”

“Did you even see the apology I made-”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” I snap. “Of course I did.”

“Okay. And?”

I groan, rubbing my eyes tiredly. “You didn’t need to do that. You’re making it a bigger deal than it was. All of your fanbase is in an uproar over nothing.”

He scoffs, waving a hand dismissively as an easy smile spreads across his face.

“You should know I don’t care what they think, Evie,” he says in amusement. “I have enough fans to populate the entire northern continent. I just want to know if

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to accept

practically see the back of my head with how hard I

me. “Admit it, Evie. You liked having

him. He had to know how that stupid wink affected me. I would not let him.

silence between us. “What’s done is done,

want to make it up to you. I screwed up

am going to be an attorney.

He nods. “I know.”

this and see what happens,” I sigh, flipping back

did you leave town,” he

my eyes tiredly, inhaling deeply to stop myself from doing anything unprofessional. Like

going to law school

at least told me off before you left,

curiously.

to see the boy who used me for

too,” he teases. “Or is

laugh. I had to bite my cheek from letting it escape. I couldn’t let him see me fall to his charm again. That would be the end of

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move closer. Inching forward into my personal space, maybe he brushes his fingers down my arm. And then he would look at me,

I would cave in an instant. I know that I would. It’s been too long since I’ve felt wanted by anyone. I would give in to him, even

desperate I was

come.

before it made

that,” I say, gaining

he chuckles. “It was

warn. “Let me do my

he smirks. “I almost had

me,” I scold. “Tell me exactly what we are trying to accomplish

his chin. “I need out of this contract,” he

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