Conflict Of Interest by Gisell DeJesus Read Free Book Online Page B

you what the fuck is going on, and if he doesn’t, then tell him you can no longer see him anymore.”
    “It isn’t that easy. He made a surprise appearance on me this evening in front of the building, catching me before I could go inside.”
    “Oh no! That is kind of creepy, Nat.”
    “It is kind of, but I like it. I love everything he does.”
    “So you going to give him the time of day?” she asks with a worried look on her face.
    “Yes, but I don't know what's going to happen.”
    “He is definitely complicated but give him a chance, he might explain the truth, Nat. Don't be so stubborn.” I laugh, remembering that he calls me his stubborn kitten.
    We finish up the evening, chatting, laughing and I decide I needed to head home. I have some homework and studying to catch up on before the week.
    I have so much going on in my head with Evan, studying is going to be hard. Could I do this with him? Do I want to complicate my life with a man I just met? I don’t know, but I know that I need some space. I need to think of everything as a whole. I need answers, too.

Chapter 9
    Evan’s POV
    I worked late last night and I went straight home to pass out. I wanted to go over to Natalia’s apartment, but I really was exhausted. I’ve been so busy these last couple of weeks that I needed to rest. I came to work today and I’m glad they gave me the evening off from the club. I am getting some files and folders, putting them in my briefcase to go over them at home. But before I leave my office, I’m going to send my stubborn girl a text.
    Evan: My evening is clear. You are going to see me. Do you miss me?
     
    Nat: My evening is not clear! No! and NO!
     
    NO? Okay, no worries. I’m not replying. I gather my things and rush out of the office. I pass Marissa in the hallway and wave my hand as I go.
    “Evan,” I hear her calling my name.
    “Yes, Marissa?” I turn my head toward her as I keep walking.
    “Wait.” She catches up to me. “What are you doing later?”
    “Why?” I ask. But I know why she’s asking, because, before Natalia, we would sometimes “hang out” for dinner. Lately, I am just not interested.
    “I wanted to meet up later.” She starts rubbing my jaw, kissing me on the cheek.
    “I’m sorry, I have to finish some work, and I am going to the gym.” I start to walk away and say, “But I’ll see you tomorrow.
    She huffs and walks away.
    I have decided to go for a run around Central Park before seeing my girl. I change and plug my earbuds in. It takes me an hour to run several miles but it was the best hour for stress relief since sex was out of the question at this moment.
    I needed to get my thoughts together as much as I needed fresh air. I get to my apartment, shower, and get ready to go to Natalia’s. She replied “no” to my text, but I know she has to miss me. I can feel it deep down in my gut.
    Wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and my sneakers, I’m out the door several hours later. I drive to her apartment and I park right across from her building. I look up to see her window so I can check if there’s any light on in her apartment.
    I don’t see any lights. I don’t think she is even there yet. I take my gun and my holster before I leave my car and hide them in the car compartment. I don’t want to scare Natalia just in case she sees it. I go inside her building, running up the stairs as they make a crackling sound.
     
    Getting to her door, I ring the bell several times. I look at my watch to see what time it is and it’s only eight-thirty. She should be here soon since she gets off at eight. I pace the hallway back and forth for a minute. I’m not a very patient man, but for this woman I will try to have a little. Maybe not! Patience is not my virtue.
    I look down and start searching for something, and I see something shiny on the floor. I walk over and bend down to pick it up. It’s some kind of bobby pin. I straighten it out so I can use it to pick her lock. I stick the pin