Chapter 14

14

I lit the blunt, inhaling, letting it settle in my lungs before I blew it out. After finding me scrubbing the tables so hard I was surprised I wasn’t fucking sanding them down, Dawson handed me a blunt and sent me out here to smoke and chill out.

My phone rang beside me. With a sigh, I grabbed it, my gut twisting at the sight of Elijah’s name on my screen.

Christ .

I did not have the energy to deal with his shit right now.

I was half tempted to ignore it, but I knew that would just make the entire situation worse.

Sighing, I swiped my thumb across the screen, pulling my phone up to my ear. “Hello?”

“ What the fuck were you thinking ?” he roared into the phone. His voice was so loud that I snatched the phone away from my ear, flinching at the volume.

“She started with me,” I snapped at him when I had the phone back to my ear, not even giving a fuck that I was talking to the president anymore. I didn’t give a fuck if he ended everything between us right then and booted me out of the club, firing me.

“And you know the goddamn rules!” he barked at me.

I scoffed. “Are you fucking serious?” I blurted. “You expected me to just lay down and let her say whatever the fuck she wanted to me?”

“If you’d just called me afterward like I have told each of you to fucking do, I would have handled it,” he snarled.

That time, I fucking laughed. “ Handle it ?” I asked. I laughed again. “You mean like you’ve been handling her so far?” He growled in warning, but I was beyond the point of giving a shit. “Good job at that, by the way. She’s totally reined in and under your control.”

“You’re treading on thin fucking ice, doll,” he silkily warned.

I inhaled on the blunt, staring out at the darkening sky. “You know what, Prez ?” I sneered his title. I heard something break on his end of the phone. “ Fuck. You . We’re done, you hear me?”

“Olivia-!” he barked, but it was too late.

I had already hung up the phone.

Good fucking riddance .