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Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Emerson

I was thrashing around in my bed and calling out for help. I couldn’t breathe, and I was soaked with sweat. Before I knew it, someone was calling my name and shaking me.

“Emerson, wake up. You’re having a bad dream.”

I opened my eyes and froze when I saw Alex standing over me.

“I’m fine.” I sat up.

“You don’t look fine. You were having a nightmare. I could hear you screaming from all the way upstairs.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and the only thing I could focus on was his six-pack, or was it an eight-pack? I couldn’t tell because my eyes were still trying to focus.

“Don’t worry about that. What was your nightmare about?”

“I don’t remember,” I lied. “I’m okay now. Please go back to bed. This is awkward for you to be in here in nothing but your pajama pants and me in my nightshirt.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I promise you I’m fine.”

He got up from the bed, and I gulped as I watched his lean, muscular body walk towards the door. “Sleep well.”

“I will. Thank you.”

He walked out and shut the door. I reached over, turned off the light, and climbed back under the covers. This was the first time I’d had that nightmare in almost eight years.

The next morning, I got up before sunrise and ran along the beach. The cool morning air awoke my senses, and I felt good despite last night’s nightmare. As I ran along the beach, I watched the sunrise and thanked God for another beautiful day. When I returned to the house, Alex was in the kitchen, sitting at the island, drinking his coffee. He looked at me in shock as I walked through the door wall.

“I thought you were still asleep.”

“Nah. I decided to go for a run and watch the sunrise.”

“Oh, well, there’s coffee over there if you want some.”

I reached into the cabinet and took out a cup. Suddenly, a man walked into the kitchen and over to the refrigerator. I arched my brow as I looked at him and then at Alex.

“Robert, I would like you to meet Emerson James. She’s my houseguest for the next three months. Emerson, meet Robert, my chef.”

He extended his hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Emerson.”

“Thank you. It’s nice to meet you too.”

“I’ll be making omelets today. Would you like one?” he asked.

“No thanks. I can make my own.” I winked.

Looking over at Alex, he narrowed his eyes at me.

“Robert doesn’t like anyone in his kitchen.”

“Really? I thought this was your kitchen. And if I recall, I made dinner for myself the other night and breakfast yesterday morning. In this kitchen. Your kitchen.” I pointed my finger at him.

He studied me, giving me a look that my brother always gave me when debating whether to say something.

“You will wait until Robert is done making breakfast before starting yours. You are not to be in his way. Do you understand, heartbreaker?”

How dare he . I strutted over to him and whispered in his ear, “Yes, I understand. Call me ‘heartbreaker’ again, and it’s your heart I won’t be breaking. It’ll be your balls. Do you understand?” I walked away and went to my room.

Alex

Who the hell did she think she was talking to me like that? I got up from my seat and followed her into her bedroom.

“Excuse me, Emerson. How dare you speak to me that way. Do you know whom you’re talking to?”

“Yes. I’m talking to you, Alex Parker. A regular guy with the same shit going on in his head as any other ordinary guy. Just because you have mega billions doesn’t give you the right to order people around like that.”

Now she really had me mad. “And you have no right speaking to me that way.”

“And you have no right calling me ‘heartbreaker.’”

I sighed. “I apologize for calling you that.”

“And I apologize for saying that I’d break your balls.”

“Fine. Apology accepted. But don’t ever speak to me that way again.”

“You can guarantee I will if you call me something other than ‘Emerson’ again.”

The longer I stayed in her room and argued with her, the angrier I became. I started to walk out and stopped when I reached the door. I turned around and put my finger up.

“You—” I was so angry that I couldn’t finish my sentence. She stood there with her arms folded and stared at me. I walked out and went to the dining room to have breakfast.

As I was eating, Robert stepped into the room and asked to speak with me.

“My mother has taken ill, and I need to go to see her in Florida. I really don’t know how long I’ll be gone,” he spoke.

“I’m sorry to hear that. When are you leaving?”

“As soon as possible.”

“I understand, Robert. Have a safe trip, and I hope your mother feels better soon.”

“Thank you, sir.” He gave a small nod and went back into the kitchen.

Could this day get any worse? As I tried to eat my breakfast, I couldn’t get over the fact that Emerson had spoken to me the way she did. No woman had ever spoken to me that way, and it would never happen again.

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