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Author: Jaci Burton
It was all in keeping the balance. And she would maintain the balance.
Her cell buzzed, and she grabbed it off the table, hoping it wasn’t Gavin again.
It wasn’t Gavin. It was his mother.
Shit. Her stomach dropped, and she clicked the phone, hoping like hell Gavin’s father hadn’t had a relapse.
“Hello?”
“Elizabeth? It’s Kathleen Riley. ”
“Hello, Kathleen. Is Jimmy okay?”
“He’s fine, dear, don’t worry. ”
She blew out a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank God. I’m so glad to hear that. ”
“I’m calling about Gavin. ”
“Oh. ”
“You really fired him?”
This was going to be difficult. “It was getting to be too hard, Kathleen. ”
“You don’t have to pull punches with me. I understand. Was he awful to you?”
There was only so much she was going to tell his mother. “There was a conflict of interest I couldn’t deny any longer. I was in love with him. I couldn’t represent his best interests with that kind of conflict. I had to make the break. ”
“He said you won’t answer his calls. ”
And he had his mother call to run interference? Really? “I’m working right now so I’ve been busy. ”
“He said you haven’t been at home or at your office. ”
Looking for her, was he? Good. “No, I’m in New York on business. Whatever he and I have to say to each other will have to wait. ”
“I told him I wasn’t going to pressure you or pretend that this call was anything other than a fact-finding mission on his behalf. ”
She smiled at that. “Thank you, Kathleen. ”
“I hope you two are able to work things out. ”
That wasn’t going to happen. “I’m glad you called. Please say hello to Jimmy for me. ”
“I will, honey. You take care. ”
Elizabeth laid the phone down on the nightstand and stared at her laptop, but the contract language had lost its appeal. She closed her laptop and sank under the covers, grabbed the remote and turned on the television, randomly flipping channels, hoping she could find something mindless to tune into until she fell asleep.
Her phone rang. She grabbed it from the nightstand, her heart squeezing when she saw it was Gavin. She laid it back down and focused on an animal show on the television.
When her phone buzzed again, she let the tears fall, no longer able to hold them inside.
TWENTY-THREE
GOING TO RILEY’S WAS PROBABLY A MISTAKE, BUT ELIZABETH wanted to talk to Jenna. It wasn’t like she had a lot of friends. She missed Shawnelle and Haley, but she wouldn’t be hanging out with them anytime soon now that she and Gavin were no longer a couple, and she wasn’t Gavin’s agent. Since she didn’t represent any other Rivers players, at least not at the moment, there would be no reason for her to attend any of their games.
Wasn’t it just so funny that someone who never had any female friends suddenly craved them?
She pulled up a seat at the bar and waited for Jenna, who spotted her, waved, and dealt with a few of her customers before moseying down Elizabeth’s end.
“What’s up, girl?”
“Just got back into town after a few days of traveling. How about you?”
Jenna held out her arms. “Another day in Riley paradise here. What can I get you to drink?”
“Hit me with something strong and mighty. ”
“You talking a man or a drink?”
Elizabeth laughed. “I’ll start with the drink and work my way up from there. ”
Jenna filled a glass with ice and whiskey, straight up. “Hard and mighty. It’s Gavin’s favorite. ”
“Ouch. ”
“Yeah, Mom told me you two had a falling out and you fired him. Care to elaborate?”
Elizabeth took a long swallow, her eyes watering as the whiskey burned its way down her throat and into her belly. “Whoa. ”
Jenna laughed. “Lightweight. Don’t get into a drinking contest with me, ever. ”
“Duly noted. ”
“Okay, girlfriend. Spill. What did my dumb-ass brother do to fuck things up?”
“I’m not sure it was entirely his fault. ”
“Oh, I’m sure it was. Go on. ”
“I pushed him to get back to the game. It’s my job as his agent. ”
“Yes, it is. ”
“Anyway, your other brother stuck his nose in our business and accused me once again of manipulating Gavin. I told Gavin I loved him. ”
“Wow. Big step,” Jenna said.
“Yes. But I wanted him to understand that I cared about him and wanted only what was best for him. I could see he was miserable. ”
Jenna nodded. “We all could see that. ”
“So he asked me if I told all my clients that in order to get what I wanted, then he asked me how many of my clients I slept with. ”
Jenna’s eyes widened, and she pushed off the bar. “Get the fuck outta here. He did not say that. ”
Elizabeth hoisted her glass and emptied it, then laid it back on the bar. “Afraid so. ”
Jenna refilled the glass. “This one’s on me. What an utter fucking prick. I can’t believe he said that to you. What was he thinking?”
“I have no idea. ” She took the shot in one swallow this time. Jenna refilled it again.
“I’m so sorry, Liz. I know Gavin can be a little dense and unfeeling at times, but that was just uncalled for. I know he cares about you. Where was his head at the time?”
She shrugged and took the shot again, feeling warm and buzzed. “Don’t know. Don’t care anymore. At that point I was stunned, pissed, and disappointed as hell. I told him it was obvious we weren’t seeing eye to eye on business or personal agendas anymore, so I fired him and walked out on him. ”
“Good for you, sister. ” Jenna refilled Elizabeth’s glass, then poured another. “I’ll have a shot with you this time. ”
Elizabeth giggled. “Can you do that since you’re on duty?”
Jenna lifted the glass. “Honey, I can do anything I damn well please. I’m the owner. Or at least part owner. Cheers. And men suck. ”
They clinked glasses and Elizabeth chugged the shot. Her face was getting numb, but she felt a hell of a lot better now. She knew coming here was a great idea. In no time at all she’d forget all about Gavin Riley.
GAVIN SAT IN HIS LIVING ROOM PLAYING XBOX, TRYING to get his mind off Elizabeth. Sometime soon she’d get home, and he’d stop stalking her condo.
Okay, maybe tonight he’d go back there and see if her car was there yet. He’d try around midnight. She couldn’t stay gone forever. Eventually she’d have to go home, and she’d have to face him.
And he’d have to face her.
His cell buzzed. He picked it up, saw Jenna was calling.
“Hey, baby sister, what’s up?”
“Hey, dickhead. I need you to come to the bar for a pickup. ”
He frowned. “Pickup. What kind of pickup?”
“Your girlfriend—or should I say ex-girlfriend—Elizabeth, is ten sheets to the wind here, and it’s 100 percent your fault, asshole. ”
His heart thudded against his chest. “Lizzie is there? Why?”
“Getting stinking drunk because you’re a prick. You coming or should I call for relief so I can take her home?”
“On my way. Don’t let her leave. ”
Jenna laughed. “Not intending to. ”
He launched out the door, grateful he’d had an early game today. It was only eleven, but still, he might not have been around to take Jenna’s call, and he didn’t want to miss the chance to talk to Elizabeth.
Fifteen minutes later he pushed through the door of Riley’s and headed straight to the bar, ignoring the shouts and waves from the patrons calling his n
ame.
“Where is she?”
Jenna motioned with her head. “Holding court at the pool table. ”
He started to turn but Jenna grasped his wrist.
“What?”
“You were a jerk. ”
He nodded. “I know. I’m an asshole. I hurt her, bad. You can lecture me later, and I deserve every word. I’m going to fix this. ”
Jenna nodded. “See that you do. ”
Geez. Women and bonding. He was so screwed. As if his mother hadn’t already read him the riot act about what he’d done to Elizabeth. His own family was turning against him. Not that he didn’t deserve it. He did, in spades.
He headed over to the crowded pool table and stopped in his tracks at the sight of Elizabeth bent over the table with about eight sets of horny, eager eyes focused on her ass. She wore black Capri pants and a sleeveless stretchy top and little canvas shoes. Her hair was in a ponytail. She looked hot and sexy, and oh, God, no wonder they were looking at her ass—those pants cupped the globes perfectly. She did have such a great ass, especially when she bent over like that.
She couldn’t shoot pool for shit when she was drunk though. He winced when her cue scraped the cloth. She scratched—twice in a row. But he didn’t think the guys watching her gave a crap about her pool-shooting abilities. They were watching the woman, who laughed with them, flirted with them, and leaned against them, probably because she was having trouble standing.
What was her intent in getting drunk and hanging out with all these men?
It occurred to him he had no right to wonder, since he’d tossed her declaration of love in her face and basically called her a slut. He cringed again at the thought, as he had every day since he’d flung what she’d said out the window as if it had meant nothing. She’d told him she loved him—in front of his brother, who she knew had the capacity to hurt her, and in front of his father.
And he’d crushed her under his heel. He was a callous, no good son of a bitch, and he didn’t deserve her.
He was no better than dirt. He couldn’t blame her for never wanting to speak to him again. And he sure as hell couldn’t blame her for dropping him as a client.
Now it was time for him to man up and take whatever she flung his way.
He moved into the circle by the pool table.
“Excuse me, guys, time for me to take my woman home. ”
They all backed away, whether it was because they knew him or whether they didn’t want to get in the middle of a guy and his girl, he didn’t know. Didn’t care.
Elizabeth lined up a shot, though he knew she had it lined up wrong. He got up behind her and pressed his body against hers. She giggled.
“I hope you don’t think you pressing your crotch against my ass to help me with this shot in any way means you’re coming home with me. ”
She had no idea it was him. He hadn’t said a word. He slid his arm alongside hers, held her hand steady, lined up the shot, and hit the ball. It slid into the corner pocket—without scratching.
“Wheee!” she said, lifting and turning around with a wide grin.
Her smile died as soon as she saw him. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Jenna called me. I’m your ride home. ”
She shot a glare at the bar. Jenna waved.
“Traitor. ”
He laid the pool cue on the table. “Come on, honey, I’ll take you home. ”
She backed away from him. “I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m staying here with my guys. Right, guys?”
Gavin scanned the gazes of the men surrounding the table. None looked ready to jump to her defense. Smart dudes. The last thing they wanted was to get in the middle of what they probably thought was a domestic dispute.
“Party’s over, Elizabeth. Let’s go. ” He reached for her hand, but she jerked it back.
“Leave me alone. You don’t love me. And I fired you. ”