Free Snatched (Coronado Series Book 2) by Lea Hart Page A

were going to be scared - it would have already happened. You’ve seen me in the morning and you haven’t run screaming from the room.”
    He got up and kissed her on the head, “I think you are prettiest in the morning with crazy hair and no makeup.”
    “You may be perfect Max Bishop… you may be perfect.” With that she turned back to her mirror and finished putting her face on.

    ***

    She sat in his office for the second day in a row and worked on her computer. Bob had told her he would have a memo sent out today letting everyone know that she was leaving. He gave her a list of the final reports that he would need, and gave her the contact information for the new buyers. Max hoped it would push the stalker into action. He didn’t like waiting for the fight, he wanted to go to it and solve it quickly.  
    She looked up and admired the view…. Max was working at his computer as the sun filtered through the blinds making him look like a hero. The thought scared the hell out of her, and she didn’t want to fall into the trap of depending on him. That is something that never worked out for her in the past. She could admire him, but it didn’t mean that she had to fall for him. This could just be her hormones doing a happy dance in the presence of someone who so clearly looked like he was capable…. of dancing.
    He looked up and caught her looking at him, and waited for her to say something. She shook her head and returned her attention to the computer sitting on her lap and started typing away. He liked having her nearby - he wanted to figure out a way of keeping her here for a while.  
    She heard her phone buzz and picked it up, then regretted not letting it go to voicemail.
    “Hello Jackson. Yes, I’m sure that you are surprised. No, I didn’t feel it necessary to give you a heads up. After all, it’s not your name at the bottom of my check each week. Yes, I’ve considered the consequences. No, I’m not going to change my mind. Jackson that’s rude, and uncalled for …..” The phone was snatched from her hand and Max put it up to his ear and listened to the rest of what Jackson had to say. She thought she saw actual smoke coming out of his ears. His body became tense and his voice was deadly calm.
    “Now Jackson, you know that is anatomically impossible. Yes, it’s Max and it’s your lucky day you dumb son of a bitch. Why is it your lucky day? Because we are not having this conversation in person. If you ever think of speaking to Rory that way again, I’m going to have to teach about the many ways that I know how to kill a man. No, I’m not kidding - I’m completely serious. I don’t care about your sorry ass excuses - pull it together. Rory has nothing to do with you anymore. Do I make myself clear? I understand this is going to make holidays a little uncomfortable, but I’m willing to live with that. You need to accept that Rory has moved on. Hell, your Dad could not have been nicer about it last night. Remember I want you to be on your best behavior around Rory from here on out - no bullshit. I take this very seriously and so should you.” Max handed Rory her phone back and smiled. “I’m glad we got that worked out - I think he understands now. Just so you know, I’m not looking forward to Christmas at your Mom’s house. I think we are going to have a lot of awkward holidays for years to come.”
    She stood up and carefully straightened her dress, and took another moment to flip her hair back. She looked at him dead on, “I am capable of fighting my own battles.” She heard him start to protest and put her hand up, “I wanted to tell him off and you took that away from me. Next time let me have a shot at it.”
    “Well hell honey, it’s not like I could have stood by and let some crazy fuc… I mean asshole speak that way to my girlfriend. It’s not possible - it never will be.”
    “Did I become your girlfriend before breakfast or after lunch today? I seemed to have missed an