Kennedy In Denver (In Denver Series Book 1) by Unknown Read Free Book Online

still in the elevator. I step back from the door. Nope, it wasn’t my imagination. He’s real, and he seems to like riding on the elevator. I look right then left for the staircase. This man makes me nervous.
    “Are you going down, sir? I don't like being in confined places with strangers. Can you please just take the elevator down and get out. I will take the next one.” His gaze travels from my head to my feet and then back up.
    His voice is deep and seductive. “Get in the elevator,” he says in a husky voice.
    I take another step back as he takes a step forward.
    “Easton.” I hear a voice behind me call. While he is distracted, I barely make it into the elevator as the doors close.
    “ FUCK! ” he shouts, but it's too late. The elevator has already started its descent. Out on the street, I let myself feel discouraged. I pictured exactly what I wanted,but now tha t’ s not an option. Okay, Kennedy, time to put your thinking cap on.
    I make it into the parking garage when I feel a hand grab my shoulder. On reflex I slide my foot back, knock him off balance, then grab his hand and bend it back, applying as much pressure into his pressure point before taking him to the ground in an arm bar. I hear footsteps, and I look up to see security with a perplexed looked on his face.
    “Mr. Kerrigan, are you ok, sir?” I release his arm and stand up brushing myself off.  
    “I don't like being touched. You shouldn't sneak up on women in parking garages.” Easton looks more angry than embarrassed
    “I'm going now. Don't follow me.”
    “Sir, do you want us to detain her?” the security guard ask.
    “If any of you take a step toward me, I will snap your neck before you ever lay a hand on me!”
    I turn around, get in my truck and gun it out the parking garage.

Easton's POV
    What in the fuck just happened? Did I just get beat up by a woman? I'm shaking off the embarrassment, but can't shake off the pain in my wrist and shoulder. I limp back to Kerrigan Realty.
    I walk into Stacey's office. “Hey, did you see who the smoking hot blonde was that just left the office?”
    “Yes. She was your ten o’clock you pawned off on me. Her name is Siobhan Gallagher. She was the one interested in buying The Hope Theatre.”
    “What did she offer?” I asked
    “She didn't offer anything. You told me to tell her it wasn't for sale and to give her a list of properties that were on the market. She said no thank you and left. Why all the questions?” Stacy asked
    “Because I swear on everything holy, she is my soul mate, and she just beat the shit out of me in the parking garage.” Stacy looked at me like I was completely full of shit.
    I lifted my phone and called security. “Can you please send the video from the parking garage incident to Ms. Kerrigan's email?”
    Within a few minutes, there was a ding. I didn't want to watch so I sat back and watched Stacy's face. Before I could stop her, she had sent it as email to my siblings and parents.
    Still laughing wiping the tears for her eyes, she got serious “First off, Easton, seriously you scared the shit out of her. You can see the shock on her face. I have her contact information maybe you should call and apologize.”
    “She assaulted me! I'm not apologizing. Stacy call her; tell her I might have changed my mind about selling”
    Stacy dials the number. “Hello may I please speak to Siobhan Gallagher?”
    “This is Stacy Kerrigan with Kerrigan Realty and Development. I was just informed that I may have been mistaken about The Hope Theatre. If you’re interested I'm sure Mr. Kerrigan would be open to an offer.”
    “Yes, I understand.” Stacy is smiling. Fabulous I have Siobhan Gallagher right where I want her.
    “Yes, Ms. Gallagher. I will be sure to relay your message.” Stacy hung up the phone and turned to me. “Ms. Gallagher said, ‘Thank you but, no thank you.’ She also said, ‘You can take your building as shove it right up your ass!’”
    Stacy turned