Page 65 of The Hitman and the Psychic

Surprised, Serenity glanced over her shoulder to find me standing right behind her. “I invited him. We’re having dinner. But that’s none of your business. What do you want?”

He glanced at me and clenched his jaw. “I wanted to talk to you. In private.”

“Anything you have to say, you can say in front of him.” Serenity straightened and crossed her arms. “So hurry up. Our food’s getting cold.”

Brandon let out a huff and his nostrils flared. “Fine. I came to apologize for what I said last night. I’d been drinking. I know that’s not an excuse, but I shouldn’t have said those things. I didn’t mean it. I… I was hoping we could—”

He shook his head and let out a breath. “I don’t want to go through with it. I don’t want a divorce. Will you at least consider giving me another chance to work this out? I’m still in love with you, Serenity. I was stupid and mixed up, but I’ve come to realize you mean more to me than anything, and I’m an idiot.”

Serenity shook her head. “Brandon. I—”

Brandon held up a hand. “Don’t answer me right now. Just think about it. Okay? At least give me that much. You can tell me tomorrow. Or the next day. We had something special once, and I want that again. I want you back in my life. I want what we had, and I’m not ready to throw it all away.”

Serenity huffed out a breath and dropped her arms. “Then why are you suing me? Why go to all that trouble? Don’t you realize how much that hurts? Why would I ever want you in my life again after everything you’ve put me through?”

“I get it. I’m an ass. It was a stupid, mean thing to do, and I lashed out because I was hurting. You changed, and Ididn’t know how to handle it. But I’d like to try again. I never really gave it a chance, and I don’t want to regret it. I just need one more chance. If it doesn’t work, then I’ll sign the papers, no questions asked.”

His eyes held remorse and pain, and I hoped Serenity didn’t fall for it. This guy was as shady as they came. With a slight shake of her head, she opened her mouth to respond, but he raised a hand. “You don’t have to answer me now. Just think about it. Please. At least give me that much.”

She threw her hands up. “Fine. I’ll think about it, but don’t expect me to change my mind.”

His shoulders drooped and he closed his eyes. “Thanks sweetie. That’s all I ask. We’ll talk soon, all right?”

“Sure.” Serenity stepped back and began to close the door, missing the sudden hardness in his eyes. His gaze met mine and his nostrils flared as the door clicked shut.

Serenity turned to me. “That was awkward.”

I quickly stepped to the curtain and tugged it open to watch him leave. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and hurried to the street where his car was parked. After he got in, he started the car, and I watched until his tail lights vanished down the road.

One thing was for sure… this little display was all an act, and I hoped Serenity hadn’t been fooled. The man I’d met last night wasn’t drunk. He’d meant every word he’d said to her, so what was he up to?

Chapter 18

Serenity

Embarrassment flooded over me. How could Brandon just show up like that? What was wrong with him? How could he possibly believe that I’d ever want to get back with him after everything he’d done?

I’d seen his true colors, so nothing would ever change my mind, but now I was back to playing this little game of his, and it made me so angry.

Stone stood at the window, watching Brandon leave. I hurried into the kitchen, hoping to salvage our meal. I’d enjoyed working on it, and now it was probably ruined.

I slipped the omelet back into the pan and turned on the cook-top, hoping I could heat it up again without too much trouble. It was a simple meal, so it should still taste good.

Stone came into the kitchen, and I finished warming everything up before setting it on the table. With the omelet, bacon, hash browns, tomatoes and cheese, it lookedpretty good. The toast popped up, and I quickly brought it over to butter.

“This looks amazing,” Stone said. “Thank you.”

“Of course. Help yourself.”

We began to eat, and I savored each bite, grateful it had turned out so well. Nearly finished, Stone cocked a brow. “So. What do you think Brandon really wanted?”

I shook my head, sorry we had to talk about him. “I don’t know. To be honest, I think he takes delight in messing with me. But he should know by now that I’d never consider getting back together. It blows my mind that he’d even suggest it. After what happened, I could never trust him again.”

Stone nodded. “I agree. There’s got to be something else he’s after.”

I shook my head. “You don’t think making my life miserable is enough?”

He shrugged. “Could be, but I think there’s more to it. It’s too bad you didn’t try to touch him. Now that would have been telling.”

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