BREACH

Andrew sneered while stepping forward and leaning over Nathan. “I can’t fucking stand you. Now, get the fuck away from her.”


Nathan’s spine straightened, pushing him forward. “Make me. If she wants me to get away from her, she needs to do it, not some overgrown, jealous Neanderthal.”

The situation was escalating, and I needed to get them out of the hall.

I pushed past them. “Boys, we need to get inside before my neighbor comes out, and you both know how she is.”

I began searching for my keys, which ended up taking longer because I was going too fast. After a moment of not finding them, Nathan pushed his keys into my hand.

“Here.”

Andrew gasped behind me, and I could imagine the look on his face.

I located the key and unlocked my door, ushering them both inside before handing Nathan back his keys.

“Are you kidding me? He has a fucking key? To your condo? Hell no,” Andrew all but bellowed.

I slammed my bags down on the ground before shutting the door. “Andrew! You don’t know anything about what is going on, so shut up.”

“He’s fucking playing with you, Lila. Open your eyes. He sticks his fucking dick in anything that has a *!”

At that, Nathan growled, and was standing inches in front of him.

If I thought I had seen an angry Nathan before, it didn’t compare to the Nathan in front of me now. Every muscle was tightly coiled, his glare bone chilling.

His lips twitched as he snarled. “You don’t know anything.”

“How long have you been stringing her along? Making her think she’s different from the other girls?” Andrew’s posture mimicked Nathan’s. I moved to pick up the glass vase from the entry table to protect it from being a casualty. In my mind, I was preparing to use all of my weight to force Andrew out the door to keep them from breaking out into a fist fight.

“As I said, you don’t know anything. Because if you did, you would know the only woman I’ve been with for almost four months is Lila.”

That revelation caught Andrew’s attention. His head snapped in my direction, looking for confirmation. My arms were crossed over my chest, and I stared back at him. I hoped my expression was coming across as bored. Because that was how I was starting to feel about their little tiff.

His eyes grew wide and his head began shaking. “No. Him?” he questioned, his finger pointing at Nathan. “It was him at the bar? It’s him who marks you? Him who understands you?”

I nodded, feeling that I didn’t need to explain our actions to Andrew, especially when he was doing everything in his power to not listen to me.

“Yes. Me. I see her. I’m the one who sleeps with her every night. It’s my cock shoved in that fucking tight * of hers. So, get the fuck out of here so I can pin her against the wall and make her forget that anyone other than me has ever been inside her.”

I groaned. Nathan was baiting Andrew, igniting everything all over again. I stepped back when Andrew rushed forward, grabbing Nathan by his lapels.

“You don’t deserve to be in the same fucking room as her.”

Nathan pushed him off. “What the fuck is your problem? You just can’t let her go, can you? Wasn’t it you who left her? And what do you know about me, Andrew? That I fucked around with women over the last two years? Yes, that’s true. I needed an outlet for my anger, frustration, and sexual needs. Who the fuck cares? She doesn’t.” His chin jerked over in my direction.

“If that’s all you know and that’s all you care to know, then leave,” I told Andrew.

Andrew stared at me, ignoring my statement. “This is a breach of both of your employment contracts, you know that, right?”

“Of course we know. Are you planning on saying something so we’ll both get fired? Is your prejudice of Nathan that great? So great you would endanger my job as well? And my happiness?”

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