words.
“What was that?” Asia asked.
“I said he’s not here.”
“Rodney, I know he’s staying with you. Where else would he go?”
“Yeah, his stuff is here, but he’s not here right now.”
“Can you please just let me in so I can wait for him, then?”
The electronic buzzer emitted a beep, but before she could open the door, Asia heard someone call from the street, “What are you doing here?”
She turned to find Cortland standing hand-in-hand with Nina Sims, another of the in-house attorneys in Global Partners PR’s legal department.
“I told you it was over, Asia. Why are you here?”
Shock rendered her speechless for several long, heart-stopping moments. When she finally summoned the ability to speak, Asia cursed the hitch she heard in her voice.
“What—” She cleared her throat. “What’s going on here, Cortland? Are you two seeing each other?”
“Nina and I have been seeing each other for six months. You’ve been too busy to notice.”
His words hit her like a fist, brutal in the pain they rendered. With a hand to her chest, Asia walked down the stone steps on shaking legs, stopping a few feet in front of her fiancé and his...girlfriend.
Asia took in the other woman’s tailored cream slacks and lavender scoop-neck camisole top, clothes much like she would find in her own closet.
“You’ve been cheating on me?” she asked, forcing the words past the painful lump in her throat.
Cortland’s mouth twisted with derision. “Don’t act as if you care, Asia.”
“You think I don’t care that my fiancé has been screwing around on me?” She let out a mirthless laugh and slapped a hand to her forehead, barely registering the curious glances of passersby. “God, I can’t believe this is happening.”
“ Ex -fiancé,” Cortland stated. “And, no, I don’t think you care. If you cared enough you would have been the one screwing me and I wouldn’t have had to go looking for it somewhere else.”
She staggered back a step. “You bastard,” Asia whispered.
“Call me whatever name you want to.” He shrugged. “It’s not my fault you can’t face the truth.”
“What truth, Cortland?”
His jaw tightened as he released Nina’s hand and closed the distance between them. When he spoke, his voice was icy enough to chill Asia to the bone.
“You are one of the coldest, most unemotional people I’ve ever met, both in bed and out of it. Honestly, Asia, I don’t know whether you’re even capable of turning a man on.”
Asia covered her lips with trembling fingers, trying to hold in the sob that nearly escaped.
Who was this person saying these horrible things to her? He could not be the same man she’d shared her life with for the past four years, the man she’d lain in bed with every night.
“Why are you doing this, Cortland? I don’t deserve this kind of treatment from you.”
“Are you kidding me?” He barked out a laugh. “I’ve put up with your shit longer than I should have. You never once thought that I’d get tired of coming in second to your job or to your sister? Hell, Asia, you paid more attention to your damn wine collection than you did to me.”
She bit her quivering lip, but shook her head, unwilling to let him lay all the blame at her feet. “You are just as dedicated to your job as I am,” she pointed out. “We’ve both had to put the job first at times.”
“I haven’t. Not the way you have. I don’t let my job consume me. I’ve never stopped in the middle of having sex to answer my damn BlackBerry.” He shook his head. “You and I are nothing alike, Asia. That’s why I’m gone. Good luck finding someone to put up with your lack of attention. It won’t be easy.”
He captured Nina’s hand and, stepping around her, walked up the steps. Before entering the building, Cortland turned and said, “A piece of advice, Asia. The next time you’re out solving everyone else’s problems, make sure you pay attention to your own. Maybe