And then he walks over to the other side of the gym and gets on the bike and starts to pedal.

What the hell did that mean? I feel like I’m missing something, and I hate that feeling.

Chapter Seven

HARPER

This morning was just bizarre.

Forrest is looking at me differently, and I get that what I said last night will have caused a shift in him, but it doesn’t necessarily connect with this feeling he is giving off.

I even made an excuse that I had a breakfast meeting so I didn’t have to eat with him, and I was out of the apartment before he even got out of the shower after he worked out.

He will be pissed with me because I didn’t wait for him to walk me to my car, but I messaged the security team, and they were down there waiting for me.

But I must have sensed that today was going to be far from average because I have just received a message in our group chat with Felisha, Flynn, Sandon, Rem, and Forrest, that Ashton has arrived in London, and we are meeting here tonight in the boardroom to discuss what is going on.

Harper: I want to meet with him on my own initially before the group meeting.

Forrest: No!

Harper: Butt out!

Flynn: Forrest, stay out of it.

Forrest: Not a chance.

I’m ignoring him, otherwise he will just keep going.

Sandon: Sorry, Harper, but that is a waste of everyone’s time for him to have to repeat himself. Maybe after we are finished you can talk to him on your own if you still have questions.

Harper: Last I looked, this is my life we are talking about, so my decisions.

Forrest: A life we are all making sure is a long one. Do as you are asked.

Aghhh, I want to scream at him, but he’s across town, and the only ones who will hear me are my staff who already think I’m slightly bonkers.

Remington: Sorry, I agree with Sandon, and he is lead on this case, so I’m following his decisions.

I push Felisha’s name on my phone, and the moment she answers, I’m yelling at her. “What is it with these men! They don’t understand that I can handle this. I’ve done it once before, and I can do it again.”

“I understand, but you need to let them do their job. It’s what we pay them for, and to be honest, I don’t want to piss any of them off because I want them keeping you safe. Sorry, hun.” Felisha is trying to be diplomatic in telling me she agrees with them.

“You are supposed to be on my team,” I whine at her.