Page 88 of Cruel Revenge

She stands and steps closer to me. “You’re going to regret this. Dad isn’t going to take the slight lightly.”

“There’s no slight to him, but you tell Grady that if he wants to have a discussion about my marital status with me, then heis more than welcome to find me himself instead of sending along an insecure little girl who needs her daddy to buy her a husband.”

“You bitch.”

“Probably the nicest thing I’ve been called.” I hold the door open a little wider. “Now, leave before you make an even bigger fool of yourself.”

Emily storms through the laundromat, slamming the door shut behind her.

I groan and lean against the wall before reaching into my jeans and hauling out my phone.

The call seems to take forever to connect, but when it does, a rush of anger floods through me.

“You better get the fuck down here now.”

And without another word, I hang up on Joshua, knowing that it’s going to cost me when he gets here, but I don’t care.

This is his problem. He deserves to be as annoyed as I am.

Joshua walksinto the laundromat an hour later, his face thunderous as he storms toward me. “What the hell was that call?”

I look up from my desk and the paperwork spread in front of me. “Good morning, love, nice to see you too. I had an eventful morning with the woman who wants me to divorce you so she can marry you. How was your morning?”

He stops in his tracks, his eyes widening. “Emily was here?”

“Oh, yes.”

Joshua steps into the office and shuts the door behind him, twisting the lock into place. “And why do I need to be down here? You’re more than capable of handling her yourself.”

My eyebrows climb as I scoff and stand, rounding the desk to poke him in the chest. “I agreed to pretend to be married to you so you could avoid this little problem. Now she’s coming to my business, getting in my face, and threatening me.”

He snatches my hand, hauling me closer to him, spinning to put me between his body and the door. “You’re hot when you’re angry.”

“Well, then I must be the fucking temperature of the sun right now because I’m livid!” I try to step away from him, but he takes my chin in his hand, holding me in place.

Joshua smirks, his thumb rubbing across my bottom lip. “Close.”

“You’re infuriating.”

“And you are stunning.”

I whip away from him, putting distance between us so I can remember exactly why I’m angry. “You know, people keep telling me that there are things about you that I don’t know. Don’t you think it’s time I know about this little secret of yours?”

He scowls and leans back against the wall, tucking his hands in his pockets. “You want to talk about fucking secrets, Skyla? Let’s start with yours.”

My mouth goes dry as I look at him, head tipping to the side. “I’m not the one with people popping out of the woodwork and threatening to expose me all the time.”

“Bullshit.”

I shift, keeping the desk between us, wanting a barrier in case the erection he’s sporting gets any bigger.

I’m not going to be bent over my desk and fucked just so he can get out of this conversation.

Even if that idea is more appealing than any other I’ve had today.

Joshua pushes off the wall, moving closer to me. “You have just as many secrets as I do. Hell, you probably have more.”

“This isn’t about me right now. Your future wife wanted me to drop you and take sales from you. That’s what we should be talking about right now.”

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