What He Seeks (What He Wants, Book Twenty) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance)

What He Seeks (What He Wants, Book Twenty) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Hannah Ford Read Free Book Online

Book: What He Seeks (What He Wants, Book Twenty) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Hannah Ford Read Free Book Online
Authors: Hannah Ford
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wrong way,” I said. “You need to head toward Middleton, remember?”
    His jaw twitched as he took a hard right, and I gripped the handle to keep myself from sliding across the seat.
    He stayed silent all the way to my school, even after he’d pulled up in front of the administration building that housed Jason’s office. Noah kept the engine running and I waited for him to say something.
    But he didn’t.
    “That girl had a brand on her back, Noah,” I said quietly, staring out the window. Even though it was Saturday, the campus was still busy, even if in a sleepy sort of way. “Of Lameuix’s name.”
    “What?”
    “Yeah,” I said, turning back toward him. “I saw it.”
    His jaw tightened again, his eyes blazing. “You shouldn’t have followed her like that, Charlotte.” His tone was steely hard, his voice the picture of control. His eyes ran up my body and I shivered, wondering if he was thinking about how I was going to be punished for this.
    He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He set a timer for ten minutes and then placed it on the dashboard. “Go to your meeting, Charlotte. If you are even one minute late, I will come in there and get you.”
    “But – “
    “Your time has already started.”
    I sighed and got out of the car, made my way into the building, and down the hallway to Jason’s office.
    I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
    “Come in,” Jason called.
    When I opened the door, he was sitting at his desk, looking at something on his computer. “Hi,” I said carefully, shutting the door behind me.
    He nodded. “Hello. You want to take a seat?”
    “I can’t stay long.” But I sat down anyway, making sure to perch on the end of the chair so that wouldn’t get the idea that I was getting too comfortable or settling in for a long talk.
    Jason opened his mouth to protest, then must have thought better of it. “Okay. Then I’ll keep this brief. The disciplinary board is going to ask me at the meeting about your relationship with Noah, about what I’ve seen.”
    “You can’t tell them anything,” I said, before I realized it probably wasn’t a good idea to start telling him what to do, to start off this meeting by being adversarial. “It’s patient/therapist confidentiality.”
    “That’s true,” Jason said, his voice steady. “But I can tell them about what happened at the coffee shop the other day.”
    “What?”
    “How Noah assaulted me.”
    “What does that have to do with whether or not I had an inappropriate relationship with him?”
    “It shows that he feels strongly enough about you that he was willing to harm another man who was with you.”
    White hot anger burned me from the inside out. “Why would you do that?” I demanded. “Why would you tell them that when you know it could hurt me?”
    “Charlotte, this isn’t personal,” he said. “This isn’t an attack on you, or a sleight on you. It’s about following the rules.” He ran his hand through his hair, and rubbed his face. He sounded torn, but I couldn’t tell if it was sincere or not, couldn’t tell if he cared that what he was doing was going to potentially hurt my career.
    “You might ruin my career,” I said. “Do you understand that?”
    “I’m an employee of the university, Charlotte,” he said. “I can’t lie at a disciplinary hearing.”
    “It’s not a disciplinary hearing. It’s just a meeting,” I said. A look of guilt flashed across Jason’s face. “What?” I demanded. “It’s not?”
    “Charlotte...”
    “So what?” I said, and my voice was raising now. “It’s one of those things where they tell me it’s just a meeting, and then when I get there, what? They bombard me with all kinds of questions, use whatever I say against me?”
    “I don’t know what’s going to happen,” he said, but he looked away, and I could tell he knew exactly what was going to happen. He’d probably been to a million of these meetings.
    “You’re

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