Walking Red Flag (Ocean View #2)

by Morgan Elizabeth

“What are you doing here, kitten?” What am I doing here? “Cassie set me up.” “Why?” I don’t want to answer this. I don’t want him to know that I’m here because I was hoping it would stop me from shattering. That moving on was what I needed. I’m here because when I’m home, the quiet suffocates me and all I can think of is what could have been. “It’s... time,” is what I say instead. “It’s time.” “You agreed. I should… date.” “We already went over that part. I was dumb. I was scared that if I didn’t let you decide to be with me on your own, you’d always question it. I was sure that as soon as I left and you thought on it, you’d see that all I want is you—and that you’re mine. I thought you’d get that and reach out, ready to try this for real. I should have known better than to expect you to come to me first.” My nose wrinkles in confusion. “You’re stubborn, kitten. You’re also protective of yourself and your pride. Coming to me first, admitting you want more than we agreed to, especially after my dumb ass told you that you could date? Fuck, if I didn’t make that first move, you never would have.” “I’m not stubborn.” He stares at me. “Maybe a little.” “That aside, what are you doing here, Gabi?” “I told you, Cassie set me—” “How long have you been working for Cassie?” “About two years. “ “In those two years, has she ever set you up?” I stare at him. “Have you been single in those two years?” The entirety of them, I don’t say. “Has she ever made it seem like she would frown upo...