Cain by Alex Wolf & Sloane Howell

Author:Alex Wolf & Sloane Howell [Wolf, Alex & Howell, Sloane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-16T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Marissa

“Hmm.” I set my phone down, disappointed there’s nothing from Cain. I almost hate myself a little for checking right away, the second I wake up. But this is one of the few mornings I’ve woken up in my own bed.

Usually, my phone pings constantly when I’m not with him. Not today. No messages. No voicemail.

Maybe he’s busy, Marissa.

Sure, but we usually spend time together on Saturdays, even if we’re both working at his place. Is he tired of me already? He didn’t even sound irritated when I told him I was exhausted and sleeping in my own bed last night.

God, who am I?

I sound needy and desperate. I need to knock that shit off. I send him a good morning text then I’m out of bed and in the shower. If he wants to meet up, he’ll get back to me. Otherwise, I’ll be just fine on my own.

After my shower, I use my time to clean up the apartment, since dust has a way of settling on everything even when I’m not around. There’s laundry I need to do as well. By noon my place is clean, and my clothes are folded.

Still nothing from Cain.

I shrug to myself. No biggie.

Might as well head to the office to get some work done. I didn’t quite finish last night, and my eyes were burning like someone threw sand in them. Finally, Clint sent us all home.

I’m still not sure whether Cain is just being paranoid about him or what. Sure, he’s a perv. Most men in the office are. I figured that out day one. But aside from when we first met, he’s been a perfect gentleman. I want to believe he respects my intelligence and that’s that, but I know better.

I think it’s more plausible Cain has something to do with it. I can see how insanely jealous he looks when anyone is around me. It should be off-putting, but it’s not.

I take an Uber into the office and let myself into the building using my badge because it’s the weekend, then take the elevator up to the main floor.

It’s so quiet in here. People must be working from home. There’s an eerie sense of calm I’m not used to. It’s seriously empty. I resist the impulse to tiptoe through the space, like the slightest noise might ruin the serenity of the room, and walk over to my little cubicle.

It’s different, settling in while wearing sweats and a hoodie.

Once I’m in the flow, time might as well not exist though. After reading pages of statements from family and friends, along with the notes and questions Clint added to the files on each, I realize three hours have passed. It’s now late afternoon, and I still haven’t heard from Cain.

Ugh, what’s his deal? I’m pretty sure I miss him.

It would’ve been one thing to call him first thing this morning. That would’ve seemed clingy. But now, it’s closing in on four o’clock. I thought we were supposed to hang out.

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