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and Miranda’s schedules for the next two weeks. Of course, one phone call could blow everything we’d just done up, but it was a good start nonetheless. 
     
    Chase and I got along surprisingly well, swapping stories about some of the craziness we’d seen since moving to LA. Chase was really down to earth, and funny, and I enjoyed getting to know him.
     
    I leaned back in my chair, my stomach grumbling. “I am famished. I haven’t eaten anything besides a Tic Tac so far today and I swear if we don’t take a break soon I’m going to go all zombie on you and start gnawing at your arm.”
     
    He moved his arm out of my reach. “Um, sorry there, darling, but The Walking Dead films in Georgia, not LA.”
     
    I giggled. “Well you better move your arm back over to Georgia or bring me a sandwich. You’re choice there.”
     
    “Hey, you nibble on me, I might just have to do the same.” He leaned over, his teeth grazing along my shoulder. “Mmm… sweet and tender, just the way I like it.”
     
    I laughed again. “Oh my God, stop. That tickles!”
     
    Chase repeated the motion, this time moving his fingers around my waist to tickle me further. I squealed, trying to roll my chair away, but his hands prevented me from going anywhere.
     
    “What the fuck is going on?”
     
    We both stopped and stared at Breccan, who was seething in the doorway, hands fisted at his sides and jaw set tight. His eyes were raging as he looked back and forth between us.
     
    “Um, sorry. Did we disturb you and Miranda?” I asked, not the least bit sorry.
     
    Breccan faltered a bit at my question, but still didn’t move. “Are you okay?” he asked, genuine concern in his voice.
     
    My heart squeezed as a tiny glimmer of hope reentered my brain, but I quashed it back down. I couldn’t deal with hope. It was too painful. Instead, I stuck with indifference. “I’m fine, Breccan. Chase was just teasing me. Honest. You can go back to…whatever you and Melinda were doing.”
     
    Chase snorted at my purposeful misuse of her name, while Breccan just continued to stare daggers at him.
     
    “Besides, we’re almost done here. Unless there’s something else you needed?” I closed my tablet, setting it in my bag.
     
    “No. I don’t.”
     
    I stood up. “Good then. I’m going to get some lunch.”
     
    Chase stood too, grabbing my bag for me. “Good. I’ll join you.”
     
    I strode up to Breccan, missing his touch and angry at the way he played me. I was angrier at myself that I fell for his act. “I left your mail on the table. There was a certified letter, but nothing else seemed important. Is there anything else? Or can I go?”
     
    Breccan opened his mouth. Closed it again. We were so close, all it would take was a few inches for him to reach out and touch me. Yet his hands remained at his sides. Finally, after staring at me for a solid minute, not saying a word, he moved aside. “Have a good day, Cora. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
     
    I didn’t bother to reply, instead, directing my words at Chase. “C’mon. I know this great taco stand not far from here. They have I swear the best tamales in all of LA.”
     
    The last sound I heard as I walked out the door was Breccan’s low growl. I brushed it off, not letting him or his mood swings affect me any longer. No matter how badly it stung deep down.
     
     

Chapter SEVEN
    Cora
     
    I had nearly made it to the onramp for the 405 when I reached for my phone and realized it wasn’t there. Crap! I left it in Breccan’s office, sitting on the pile of receipts I was filing for the accountant. I so didn’t want to go back and face him again, but I couldn’t go all weekend without it. I made a U-turn and headed back to his beach house.
     
    I was ecstatic when I pulled up and saw that Miranda’s car was gone. Thank God for small miracles. Using my key, I entered the house and slipped out of my flip flops, padding barefoot down the hall. “Breccan?” I called, but