Surrounded (Unsettled Series Book 2) by S.C. Ellington Read Free Book Online Page B

stepped further into the steamy water. I slid my hand around her waist, drawing tiny circles in the soap with my finger. “I missed you, ya know.”
    “Really? I couldn’t tell…” she purred as my fingers made their way up her side and around her front.
    “Yep, every second of every minute.”
    “Well maybe it’s time you show me just how much…again” she said, leaning into my chest. Brooklyn had been a sight for sore eyes when I got back to the penthouse from the airport last night. She’d even went the extra mile and surprised me with dinner and some sleek lingerie that made my blood boil.
    “Sounds like a good plan to me.”
     
     

 
     

Goodbye
    Logan
     
    “Living Life After Prosthesis is truly a worthy cause that I believe in one hundred percent, and we’re very excited that so many others support our cause and efforts as well.” I said, spouting off the usual verbiage for Seth Crandon, the CEO of Crandon, Inc. I didn’t know how long this Saturday night would go on for. My attention wasn’t really focused on our conversation, though. I was much more concerned with how many more minutes of the next three hours would be spent rehashing the same tired lines to the various attendees of the L.L.A.P charity function. Within the next hour I wanted to be sliding out of a side door with Brooklyn in tow, hopefully ending my evening on a much more pleasant note. We’d had a quick shower session before we got dressed to come to the event, and I was thinking more about that than these charity conversations.
    “Well we’re certainly glad to be a part of a worthy cause. We’re hoping Crandon and Colton Capital can work together on some future ventures very soon ,” Seth said.
    I leaned onto the bar counter. “Just one second, Seth.” I turned my attention to the tuxedo vested bartender on the other side. “Walker Blue, neat.” Every year at the L.L.A.P. event, I made it a habit of stocking my grandfather’s favorite Scotch and silently toasting him. I hoped he was proud of how I tried to keep his memory alive. As I took a sip of Scotch, his favorite quote ran through my mind— to whom much is given, much is expected. Reciting those words in my head reminded me why I was here for the evening.
    I turned around and saw Jay making his way over to me. He weaved through the ballroom tables. “Do you have a second?” he asked awkwardly when he reached me, a look of confusion on his face.
    “I’m sorry, please excuse me, Seth.” Jay and I stepped out of ear shot. “What’s going on?” I glanced around the room trying to spot Brooklyn, but I only found Alex, at our table, gathering their belongings. What the hell?
    “I don’t know,” he said shaking his head.  “I don’t have a clue what happened from the time they went to the bathroom and now, but dude, Brooklyn is going AWOL. Maybe you should talk to her.”
    “I’m sorry, I have to take care of something” I said, turning back to Seth and offering an apology for leaving our conversation altogether. I left Seth nursing his Bourbon and weaved through the ballroom tables, heading for the exit. Jay and I reached the door at the same time as Alex.
    “What happened?” I tossed a questioning look in Alex’s direction.
    “I don’t know” she said, shaking her head. “She went into the bathroom all smiles and came out looking like someone just stole her puppy. She won’t tell me what’s going on, and I’m not telepathic. Just as clueless as you right now” she said, hoisting one of the slipping jackets into her arms. Alex stepped in front of me and Jay and pushed through the ballroom door.
    I immediately looked to my right. Brooklyn was slouched against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest. As soon as she saw me, she pushed herself away from the wall. When she looked at me, her deep brown eyes betrayed her. I could see the hurt in her eyes, but I couldn’t even begin to guess why.
    I walked straight towards her, “What’s