“No you don’t,” Travis answered with a smirk. “And I think I liked it better when you called me Travis.”
She was quite sure he did because she’d actually been moaning his name in ecstasy. Ally exploded. “You bastard! You are a self-centered, egotistical prick.” Tears filled her eyes, the result of the burning anger spreading through her entire being. She’d just been intimate with this man, the same man who had gotten her fired from a job that she needed right now just because it was more convenient for him. She lifted her hand and let it fly, the satisfying crack of her palm against his cheek not nearly enough to appease the hurt of his betrayal. She’d confided in him about her life in a moment of weakness, and he’d used that information to get rid of anything that might inconvenience him. “Now I don’t have any job anymore, because I quit. You don’t have to fire me this time. I can’t work for you anymore. You’re just another man who can’t be trusted.”
With as much dignity as she could possibly muster with tears streaming down her face, Ally picked up both pairs of her shoes and her dress and stormed out of Travis’s office, shoving the clip for her hair into the pocket of her jeans. She gathered up her purse, leaving everything on her desk behind. She just wanted to get away from here. Asha would help her by retrieving the rest of her things later.
She fled out the main office door and down the hallway, literally running for the elevator.
Please be there. Please be there.
Ally didn’t want to wait for one of the elevators to get to the top floor. She wanted out of this building and away from Travis. Now!
She punched the down button impatiently, over and over, as though it would open the elevator door faster. Her vision was blurred by her tears as she bolted into the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby.
“Ally! Goddammit! Wait!” There was a desperation in Travis’s hoarse shout that she’d never heard before, but it didn’t melt the ice that had formed around her heart.
Travis was a billionaire, a manipulative man who was used to getting everything his way. And he hadn’t one iota of remorse for taking away a job she needed, so she could be at his beck and call if he needed her, whenever he needed her, and for whatever reason he needed her. Bastard! Did he think she was going to become his fuck buddy who he could call any time he wanted to take her out and play with her? Pathetically, she’d fallen under his thrall, and maybe he thought he could do just that now that she’d split with Rick. For the brief period of time when Travis had her body under his control, she’d thought she felt a connection, a deeper understanding between them. Oh, had she been so damn wrong.
He was sprinting for the elevator just as the doors were closing. For an instant, their eyes locked, and Ally could see despondency in his eyes as he caught a glimpse of her face. Or she thought she did. But it really didn’t matter. She turned her head, unable to look at him, as the elevator doors slammed shut.
“Ally!” Travis’s voice carried through the closed doors.
She pounded on the button for the lobby, willing the elevator to move. It jerked and went into motion, but it stopped on several floors on the way down, letting people in and out of the elevator on the way to the ground floor. Ally turned her face away, swiping at her cheeks to dry the tears on her face, hoping nobody would notice.
She stepped out of the elevator to the lobby as Travis came pounding out of the stairwell, his hair a mess, tendrils plastered to his forehead from taking so many flights of stairs in record time. “Ally. I need to talk to you.”
She didn’t want to talk to him. The last thing she needed right now was a lecture from Mr. Harrison. She flew out of the automatic doors and into the Florida heat, running as fast as she could in her stocking feet, juggling her clothing and shoes, digging her keys out of her purse as she went. She turned her head just as her feet hit the parking lot, trying to see if she was going to make it to her car before Travis caught up with her. He was almost close enough to touch, so she blindly bolted, seeing a brief moment of horror on Travis’s face as his feet left the ground in an explosive vault toward her. The impact with his powerful body slammed into her, and she sailed through the air locked together with him briefly before landing on the pavement with a slow skid alone for a moment, Travis quickly moving and rolling her on top of him. She shook her head, confused, before she rested her head on his chest, the fall having scrambled her senses.
From beneath her, she vaguely heard Travis calling her name hoarsely, the sound rumbling against her ear.
Strangely, the only thought she could form in her mind was that today, for the first time since she’d known him, Travis was actually calling her “Ally.”