Every Breath You Take (Oasis Book 1) by Kenna Avery Wood Read Free Book Online

said.
    “Someone knows you well, then.”
    “Thanks,” I murmured, reaching for the card in the center. “I think I’m going to be another hour or so, but I don’t need you to stay.”
    “You sure?”
    I grinned at him. “Yeah, just getting caught up. A few more weeks of this and maybe I’ll feel like I’m up-to-date.”
    “I’ll help,” he said. “You have my number, too. I’m in Tower Two at Housing so I’m close if you need anything.”
    “Good to know. Have a good night if I don’t see you before you leave.”
    He nodded and returned to his desk.
    I opened the envelope and spotted Finn’s handwriting. Have dinner with me tonight?
    I gritted my teeth. He’d remembered my favorite flowers. And he still wasn’t keeping it professional. Snatching my phone off my desk, I stalked to his office. Leslie smiled at me. I pointed at the open door to Finn’s office.
    “Go on in,” she said.
    He stood at the window, staring out with his hands in his pockets, stance relaxed. He looked too good. Which made me even angrier.
    “You can’t send me flowers at work,” I said.
    He turned and smiled, carving a dimple into his right cheek. “It was a welcome gift.”
    I glanced to the door and lowered my voice. “‘Have dinner with me tonight?’ That doesn’t sound like a welcome gift. It sounds like an invitation to dinner. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you. This is work.”
    He walked to me, eyes glittering with amusement. “I’m sorry.”
    “You already said that earlier.”
    “I meant about the flowers. You’re right. Next time I’ll send them to your apartment. So, how about dinner? You’ve been in that office all day. I know you didn’t leave for lunch.”
    I frowned. “That’s none of your business. And no, I won’t go to dinner with you.”
    “Why not?”
    “I have–plans.”
    “What kinds of plans?”
    Unpacking. A glass of wine maybe. I might even go over to Paige’s and check in. “Again, it’s not your business.”
    “I want it to be my business.”
    I sighed. “Finn. Why are you doing this?”
    To my surprise, he reached out, fingers brushing my cheek. I was too paralyzed by shock to stop him.
    “I want something between us again. I want…” He eased closer, close enough for me to feel the heat of his body. “You.”
    I swallowed and stepped back. “I’m not something to be had. Besides, didn’t we already do that?”
    “I told you I was sorry. I meant it. You’re not the kind of person to deny second chances, Charlotte. I know you.”
    “I’ve changed.”
    He returned his hands safely to his pockets. “Your heart’s still the same. Give me a chance.”
    “I don’t…” I didn’t know how to do second chances anymore. “This is too much right now.”
    “I’ll take it slow,” Finn promised.
    I stared at him. How could this really be happening? I might have gone for it before. I probably would have fallen straight into his arms without so much as a thought. I’d loved him that much. But I wasn’t the same Charlotte.
    “Is this why you wanted me to come work here?” I asked.
    “No. Don’t even get that idea in your head. You’re here because this project belongs to you just as much as it belongs to me. Don’t forget, I did try to reach out to you. More than once. I wanted you here from the beginning because you’re perfect for the job. As for the rest…” He sighed. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”
    I squeezed my phone tight in my hand, like it was a lifeline to sanity. To answers. To peace. “I don’t know what to say.”
    “Say you’ll consider it. Say I still have a chance.”
    “I don’t know,” I repeated, backing to the door. My instincts were kicking in. Whenever I felt uncomfortable, the safest thing to do was run.
    “It’s him, right? Your ex?” Finn made a low noise, almost like a growl. “I swear, if he did anything to hurt you–”
    “Finn–Mr. Moore–”
    “I’m not him.” His lips