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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Chapter 8

going to accept my

head with

he chuckles, winking flirtatiously at me.

He had to know how that stupid wink affected me. I

“What’s done is done,

up to you. I screwed up by taking that bet. I’m not the same immature little kid in high school. I’ve

that won’t be a disaster. I am going to be an

He nods. “I know.”

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

you leave town,”

inhaling deeply to stop myself from doing anything unprofessional. Like smacking this

“Besides going to law school and jump–starting

me off before you left,

curiously.

not wanting to see the boy who used me for sex,” I

teases. “Or is that another bullshit

my cheek from letting it escape. I couldn’t let him see me fall to his charm again. That

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endearing and charming to not have a reaction. Then he would move closer. Inching forward into my personal space, maybe he brushes his fingers

It’s been too long since I’ve felt wanted by anyone. I would give in to him, even if I

think how desperate I was for something

come.

shooing the daydream away before it made me do something completely reckless and

that,” I say,

“It was worth

“Let me do

Sinclair,” he smirks. “I almost had you on that

exactly what we are trying to

rubbing his chin. “I need out of

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