asks.
I stop pacing and look at her. “I love you, of course.”
“But not like you love Olive,” Jamie finishes for me.
I nod.
She grins. “I knew it. Go! Get out of my house!”
I grab my coat and start walking toward the door. Jamie is right. I don’t know what is going on with Olive. What she is doing or if she is trying to work things out with Owen, but the problem is, I still love her, and I will do anything to stay with her.
“Where is Olive? Is she still at her apartment?” I ask Jamie.
Jamie bites her lip.
“What is it?”
“She moved out.”
“What’s her new address?”
Jamie thinks for a moment. “I can’t tell you.”
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Why the hell not?”
“Because it would be a betrayal of my friendship with her. And it’s more romantic this way. It will mean more to Olive if you took the time to find her.”
“Jamie, just tell me.”
“No,” she says with a giant smile on her face.
I sigh. “You are the most frustrating woman in the world.”
I walk to the door.
“Where are you going?” Jamie asks.
“To find Olive and win her back without your help.”
I hear a cheer from Jamie as I leave.
She’s right. I love Olive. I want Olive. I have no idea what our future together would look like, but I have to try to find her. Wherever she is. And I know that as much as Jamie wants to help me she won’t disrespect Olive’s wishes. She won’t tell me where Olive is.
I immediately open my phone and call one of my assistants.
“Hello Mr. Burrows,” my assistant says.
“I need your help to find Olive. Call airlines. Call any relatives or friends of Olive’s that you can find. Do anything and everything you can to find her? Do you understand?”
“Of course Mr. Burrows. I’ll get right on it,” she says.
“No, get everyone on it. Now.”
I end the call and then jump into my car and race to Olive’s apartment. Even though Jamie said that Olive moved I have to see for myself.
It takes me twenty minutes to get to her apartment and the entire time all I can think is please be there. Or please let a neighbor know where she is.
I pull my car over on the first available spot I can find and jump out to run inside her apartment building. I notice the no parking zone sign as soon jump out of my car but I don’t care. I need to see her as soon as possible. I’ll worry about my car later.
I run up the stairs and to her apartment. I knock holding my breath that she is going to come to the door. I hear footsteps and my heart races faster. The door opens and woman that is double Olive’s age is standing in the doorway looking at me with annoyance.
“Yes?” she says.
I frown. “Is Olive here?” I ask hoping this woman is Olive’s mother or something, but I know without asking that she isn’t. She looks nothing like Olive.
“There is no Olive here,” she says starting to close the door.
I grab the door. “She lived here before you. Do you know where she went?”
She glares at me. “Why the fuck would I know?”
She slams the door shut this time before I have a chance to stop her.
I run my hand through my hair. This is getting me nowhere but I have to keep trying.
I run to the next door and knock furiously, hoping that a neighbor knows where she is. I don’t get an answer so I move to the next door. It opens almost immediately.
“Do you know where your old neighbor Olive moved to?” I ask.
The man frowns. “No idea.”
I run to the next door and I get the same answer. I’m not going to find any answers here.
I run down the stairs while I pull out my phone to call my assistant back, hoping that in the last twenty minutes she has found something, anything for me to go on.
“Hello Mr. Burrows,” she says politely when she answers.
“Do you have anything yet?” I snap.
“No sir. I’m sorry. We will keep looking.”
I end the call and run back to my car. But it is no longer there. Towed most likely.
I don’t have time to deal with finding it though. I call an Uber and when it arrives I tell him to go to the airport. I should get my private jet ready but I have no idea where to have it go. So