Condemned (Beauty And The Billionaire Geek Book 2) by E.E. Griffin Read Free Book Online

at his desk, typing furiously on his keyboard. I stood, wrapping a sheet around my naked body. I stepped forward in my bare feet, narrowly avoiding the random crap on the floor until I stood over his shoulder.
    His cat rubbed against my leg and meowed. I bent to look more closely at the screen. What the hell was he typing? It didn’t make any sense to me.
    “What is that?” I asked pointing at the screen. He didn’t respond, his eyes stayed focused straight ahead. “Billy, why are you typing gibberish?” I laughed nervously. He’d just given me the most intense orgasms of my life and now it seemed he couldn’t hear me. I felt like waving my hand in front of his face, but that seemed even more rude than ignoring the girl he just fucked. Finally he turned to me and blinked.
    “It’s Python, a computer language. I’m building on the open source code that was written in C++.”
    “Wha, wha, wha?”
    “It’s how computers communicate.”
    “Mmkay.”
    “I don’t have time to explain it right now.” His voice dropped off, and he stared back at the screen, his fingers flying. Now I felt like an idiot. I rolled my eyes and stomped back to the bed to pull on my clothes. If he wanted to act like I was stupid and didn’t matter, right after we’d had sex, fine. I was leaving.
    I pulled on my shoes and stormed out of the house. He didn’t even look up from his screen to say goodbye.

Chapter Six: William
    When I looked up from my work, I realized that Zoe was gone and it was the middle of the night. What happened? Slowly the memory of her leaning over my shoulder bubbled up from the depths of my subconscious.
    I’d been so focused on my work, I’d literally ignored her. Not good. I picked up my phone to call her, but the clock said it was after midnight. Would she still be awake? I had to apologize.
    I’m sorry. I typed into the text screen. I tune out sometimes.
    I put the phone down and picked up Spock. He climbed on my chest and rubbed his face on my collarbone, purring like a maniac. I scratched his head and mused at the work I’d done tonight.
    My phone beeped with a text message, and I grabbed it.
    I just thought you were a dick.
    I can see how you’d think that. My mother used to scream at me for it. It isn’t personal.
    The phone rang, and I quickly answered.
    “You’re mom doesn’t sound very nice,” she said on the other end of the line.
    “My parents have… issues.”
    “You aren’t the only one. I could tell you horror stories.”
    “You started to say something about your mother the other day at the sushi place.”
    She sighed heavily and paused. “My mother killed herself two years ago. She’d always been kind of… ill. Like my sister Regan, but not nearly as bad.”
    “Oh God. And here I thought I had it hard having alcoholics for parents.”
    “Well, we all have our imperfect home lives.”
    “I grew up in a trailer park. They drank and fought all the time. Last time I went to visit them, I swore it would be my last.”
    “When was that?”
    “A few weeks ago. I used to visit them every month. I’m not going to this month.”
    “You still visit your dysfunctional parents every month?” She seemed genuinely surprised.
    “It was part of my routine. I admit, I’m too loyal. It’s stupid. I’m not going anymore.”
    “There’s nothing wrong with being loyal. Although, there’s a point when you have to stand up for yourself. That’s what I told my sister Claire like a million times about Regan. Regan had been causing chaos in our house for years but Claire wouldn’t kick her out. I kept telling her we should, but she wouldn’t listen. Anyway, it turned out for the best. Regan is finally getting help.”
    “What was wrong with her?”
    “Bi-polar disorder. I’ve got a lot of crazy people in my family. I guess that’s why I am the way I am. I don’t let myself get too shaken up by things.“
    “You’re strong.”
    “I guess. I’d like to think so. I helped Claire