The Billionaire's Revenge (The Blank Check #6) - Jeannette Winter Page 0,37

nodded. “Until he leaves New York. Even then, I’m here if he bothers you.”

“Like I told Jordan, I can take care of myself.” She had to. The last thing she wanted was to start depending on someone, only for them to leave when she needed them. Like Jordan did.

Sal nodded and left but she held onto his card. Gianna hoped she wouldn’t need it, but right now, who else did she have to call on? It wasn’t like her father could call and threaten Marvin to leave her alone. Mary-Lou would do it in a heartbeat, but she still wasn’t totally sure what Marvin was capable of. She’d like to think he wouldn’t physically harm a woman, but then again, this behavior of his left her questioning that.

There was no time to sit and worry about that right now. Gianna had left someone in her office who probably was thinking this wasn’t the company for him. Who could blame him? Right now she didn’t want to be there either.

When she entered her office, the man was already standing up. “Are you leaving?” she asked.

“Yes. I don’t believe this is what I’m looking for.” Gianna nodded.

“Thank your coming in and I wish you the best of luck on your job hunting,” she replied.

Before he left her office he turned around and said, “I’d get a restraining order against him. From what I could hear, it sounds like he’s going to be back.”

That was one thing Gianna knew to be accurate. Marvin wasn’t going to give up. And she had no idea on how to make him see she wasn’t ever going to change her mind.

When she was alone, she went into her desk and pulled out her cell phone. She had so many missed calls, but they would need to wait. There was a text message that held her attention.

Jordan. Why are you doing this to me?

Her heart couldn’t take it. She trusted him once and shared her deepest darkest secret and look what happened. He shut her out. Granted he was reaching out now, but she wasn’t even sure why.

Probably because he doesn’t want things to be weird with us tomorrow night.

She sighed. No matter what they said, how could it be anything but weird? Gianna decided it was best to decline his offer.

THANK YOU, BUT I CAN’T.

Keeping it simple was better than trying to explain what she still didn’t understand herself. There was nothing more she wanted than to see him tonight and that was the reason why she couldn’t.

Damn, this doesn’t get any easier just because you get older.

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Jordan could read her text over and over again it still wasn’t going to change his mind. He was seeing her tonight. After the call he’d just received from Sal, nothing was going to keep him away.

Of course he needed to be careful he wasn’t being as controlling as Marvin was. Although his agenda was totally different, Gianna might not view it that way. So he chose not to show up at Today & Tomorrow, and opted to go to her apartment. But he wasn’t showing up empty handed. He brought dinner, flowers and hopefully an apology that she’d take the time to listen to.

He looked up and the lights were on, so she had to be home. Jordan could wait for someone to come or go, or press her apartment number and ask to be buzzed in. As he debated, someone exited the building. This was his chance to slip into the building. He put his hand on the door, but hesitated. Once again he was here to earn her trust and forgiveness. It had to start from the beginning. He released the door and watched it close and lock.

Jordan pressed her apartment number and waited. Her voice came through the speaker, “Hello.”

“Hi Gianna. It’s Jordan. I’d…I was hoping we could talk.”

He heard her sigh. Was she about to tell him no? Maybe she wasn’t going to say a thing. Both well deserved, but he held onto hope that she was a better person than he was. Then the sound of the buzzer echoed right though him.

Thank you.

Without hesitation he opened the door and went right up to her apartment. She was standing at the door waiting for him.

“What’s all that?” she asked.

“Dinner,” he said. “Have you eaten yet?”

“No.” She stepped aside and let him in.

Once inside he handed her the flowers. “You said yellow was your favorite.”

She smiled. “I’m glad you remembered,” she said taking the roses from