Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Away From Home

Maddox

My last meeting of the day finally wrapped up close to 8 PM and my mind wasn’t on any of what had been discussed by the time I left the room. It had been a long day and it wasn’t just because of work. Harper had been on my mind all day

As the ride away from the office began, I wondered if she was still at my place. I hoped she wasn’t.

I’d left her there that morning without a kiss or even the most basic hug. I’d made sure of it.

When I’d looked up and saw her standing by the window to watch me leave and I didn’t even crack a smile or wave at her, I’d decided early on that I wasn’t breaking the silence, not after what she’d said to my face. I wanted her to feel every second of the way her words sat heavy in my chest at all times.

I didn’t even mean to open her message earlier about her going to meet Dean on Friday. My thumb had just slipped. That was all.

At the time when I opened it, I read it, processed it and then I did exactly what I’d planned to do… nothing.

She’d been trying to break the ice between us. I knew that much, but I couldn’t let go just yet.

She shouldn’t have said that when she told me about Grayson and Tiffany still being together, not to my face with that expression.

I realised at that moment that I wasn’t ready to face her, because I was just going to keep the way I’d been all day, distant.

It was for this reason that I pulled out my phone and called Tim to find out if she was still at my place.

“Good evening, Sir,” he said from the other end of the line.

“Is Harper still there?”

“She just arrived.”

I’d told her before I’d left that I’d be back around 8 PM and she was right on time. She could’ve stayed there all day if she wanted to, but she chose to leave, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to talk to me about what had happened until I returned home.

I didn’t feel like going home anymore, so I headed to one of the most exclusive bars that belonged to a colleague.

As always, I was treated like royalty and was given my own lounge. The music wasn’t too loud but the bass was thumping hard.

I was still in the middle of pouring myself a glass of whiskey when I spotted a pair of sexy legs in some red stilettos. The figure seemed to stop right in front of me, so I looked up and it was an unfamiliar lady, rocking a short semi–transparent dress to show off her figure.

“Hey handsome, aren’t you going to invite me to sit with you?”

She lazily swayed her body to the music while running her hands down her narrow waist and wide hips. She knew exactly what she was doing by dancing like that in front of me, she wanted to pull me in.

Had it been a few months ago, I might have invited her to sit with me, maybe even take her to a hotel, but things were different.

“I’m pretty sure there are lots of other men who’ll be glad to invite you to sit with them,” I said to her, my tone polite.

She giggled flirtatiously. “Come on, there’s more than enough room for me to sit with you and have a good time.”

I took a sip from my glass and sighed. “Look, whatever it is that you want from me, I’m not the one to give it to you.”

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Chapter 154: Away From Home

“Oh, you can definitely give it to me.” She suggestively bit her bottom lip.

I tried everything possible to make her go away, but when nothing seemed to work, I decided to be blunt with

her.

“I have a girlfriend. You can piss off now.”

She immediately stopped dancing and rolled her eyes at me. “Asshole.”

She didn’t even strut as she walked away, her steps now hurried like she couldn’t wait to get away from me after wasting her time.

When I was alone, I closed my eyes, thinking about how even if one hundred girls would come to me that night, I’d tell them the same thing, that I had a girlfriend. It was the truth. I was just mad at her.

I was on my third glass of whiskey while scrolling on my phone and came across another article about my father’s divorce. It was still the topic of discussion.

I just couldn’t wait for Margot to find out that she wasn’t going to get anything from him. It took a while, but he was finally going to be free.

My Uncle Sebastian and I began talking about it through text when a message notification came in from Harper. In the preview, there was no text or anything else apart from an icon of a video.

I told myself that watching didn’t count as responding. I could still check it out and say nothing, just as I had done when she’d sent me that text about Dean, so I clicked on it and pressed play.

As soon as the video began, my jaw clenched hard with disbelief when I saw what she was wearing.

She was standing in front of the large mirror in my bedroom, holding a glass of red wine up to her lips and

smiled.

“I didn’t feel like having my meal yet. That’s why I thought I’d have some wine instead.”

She was in the middle of asking when I’d be home when her glass accidentally tilted just enough. She almost spilled that wine all over the shirt she was wearing. That made me so uneasy that my heart now began to race. It wouldn’t have bothered me much if it was just a regular shirt, but it was the white one with diamonds. How did she find it? Why did she wear it?

The video wasn’t even over yet and I was already on my feet so I could get home. Her makeup had once been smeared all over it when we were in London, but that was different. What the hell was she thinking?