I felt a lump hard and painful lodge in my throat. The idea of Lucien contracting her to another family made me want to put my fist through the wall.

I glowered at him. “You’re a bastard Lucien.”

“What happened to ‘sir’? You’re talking to your future father-in-law.”

I only saw red after that. I couldn’t stand the sight of him. I couldn’t stand his voice. I charged out of the office and slammed into a maid in the hallway. Her dustpan clattered on the floor. I threw open the door.

I didn’t expect to see Kennedy leaning against the sports car.

“Hi.” She smiled. She had changed out of the bikini.

I moved past her, reaching for the door handle.

“Knight? What’s wrong? What happened?”

I slammed it closed. “I can’t talk.”

“Wait.” She pressed her hands against the driver door. “Have you been drinking? What’s wrong? My father said something. What? Just tell me. Or let me drive you home and then you can tell me,” she pleaded. “Don’t go like this, Knight.”

But I couldn’t listen to her any more than I could to her father. I spun out of the circle drive and away from the Martin mansion.

9

Kennedy

“What did you say to Knight Corban?” I demanded an answer from my father. His gaze was out the window. He watched one of the gardeners trim rose bushes. The brown clippings fell around the man’s boots. He stooped, collecting them in a bucket.

“It was an introduction. We got further than I expected.” He hadn’t turned to look at me.

“What does that mean?” I had changed into a sundress while he and Knight spoke.

“Don’t worry about it. Everything will be fine.”

“It doesn’t feel fine.” I was good at reading my father’s moods, but I couldn’t read his thoughts.

“I’m handling it.”

I walked out of the office, not feeling reassured. I dialed Knight’s number, praying he would answer. It went to voicemail.

“Damn it,” I muttered. I searched the house until I found Kimble and Joseph in the kitchen. “I need to go out,” I announced.

“There’s nothing on the schedule.”

“I’m putting it on the schedule,” I snapped. “Who wants to drive?”

Joseph looked at the other bodyguard. “I’ll go,” he volunteered, but Kimble intervened.

“No. I’ll go.”

“I don’t care who drives me.” I sighed. “But let’s go. Now.” I stormed past them, through the tiled mudroom, and into the garage. I climbed into the back of the closest SUV and waited for them to follow. I needed to find Knight.

I convinced Kimble to take me to Knight’s apartment. I’d only been once and didn’t make it any further than where he parked his car. I was beginning to learn that if I included Joseph and Kimble in my plans, they helped me. I wouldn’t go so far as to call them co-conspirators, but they were at least willing to follow my orders.

I recognized the tall building when we pulled into the alleyway. Knight’s car was parked diagonally in front. I hadn’t been able to take in the features the first night. I barely had time now, but it was in a charming part of the city.

“Wait here,” I instructed the bodyguards. “And before you say anything, you both know I’m not in any danger. I have my phone.” I held it up so they could see it. “He has security. I’m perfectly safe.” I saw the look on Kimble’s face. “Do not walk into that apartment, do you understand?” I had to make it clear.

“Yes.”

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