Can't Let Go
CAN’T LET
GO
A. P. JENSEN
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Everything is going to be fine
, Grace chanted to herself as she sipped champagne. She saw the curious looks and whispers but she ignored them and smiled up at her date.
“This is fun,”
Landon murmured in her ear.
The whispering got louder and he kissed her on the forehead for show. She didn’t know whether to push him away or laugh. She hoped to avoid awkward questions by bringing him as a date but it looked like he was in the mood for mischief. She sighed and stared reproachfully up at him.
“Why did I say yes to letting you bring me as a date?” she asked him.
Their faces were less than six inches away and
Landon who was brought up in society knew exactly what he was doing. His eyes twinkled with amusement. Landon Gingrich was everything a modern New York woman could want in a man. He was raised in upper crust society, a successful businessman, courteous and handsome. He was also loyal and had a roguish nature that popped up every now and then. She liked his companionship because he always kept it light. At the moment she was using him as a shield against the crowd and he knew it.
“Because secretly you’ve been waiting all these years for me to call you up and ask you out,”
Landon said with a grin that melted the hearts of half the women in the room.
It didn’t work on Grace. She would have patted him on the cheek and told him to try his luck with someone else but there
were too many people watching so she decided to play his game. She pursed her lips deliberately and saw his eyes drift down. Men were so easy.
“You got me.
Should we leave and start our own party?”
She was only half joking
about leaving. The urge to walk out of the fancy party was riding her hard and Landon’s presence and her pride were the only things keeping her in place. She stayed away from these social events for almost a year even though it hurt her business. She owned a successful boutique on the Upper East Side of New York and making connections with her clients at exclusive parties like this was part of her job as owner but she hadn’t been able to attend until she built up her walls.
Before Landon could answer hi
s eyes focused on something behind her and Grace tensed. She knew the moment Mitchell Price entered the room. She saw women’s heads turn, men’s mouths tighten as they resisted the urge to sneer. The noise level in the room dimmed for several beats before it picked up speed and resumed its normal pace. She knew the exact moment his eyes fell on her. She suppressed a shiver and forced herself to appear calm when her heart slammed into a fevered pitch. She dreamed of the day she would be immune to him but even after being in a relationship with him for two years and leaving him a year ago she wasn’t immune to Mitchell Price.
Landon
pressed another kiss to her forehead. “You ready?”
Her eyes hardened and her smile widened.
“Of course.”
Landon
pulled her into his side as Mitchell appeared in their path. Like the rest of the world, Landon was aware that Grace had been in a serious relationship with Mitchell. When Landon called her out of the blue she wasn’t sure if Mitchell being a rival of his motivated him to invite her and she didn’t care. She came with Landon because she needed everyone to get the message- she was moving on and she was no longer in any way associated with Mitchell Price. Having Landon as a date was the fastest way she knew how to prove she was serious. She and Mitchell were over.
Where
Landon was blonde and fair, Mitchell was dark and gorgeous. Mitchell had a square jaw, olive toned skin, black hair and eyes. He also had broad shoulders, a lean waist and he smelled delicious. She knew the name of his cologne because she bought it for him two years ago. It made her angry that he was wearing a scent he knew she loved. She should have smashed the bottle before she left.
“
Grace,” Mitchell said and held out a hand.
His gall made he
r want to lash out but she knew better. Bitterness and anger warred within her, familiar emotions she tried to stop from consuming her since her break up with him. He looked the same. Polished, refined and untouched by the past year. It wasn’t fair when she felt as if she could shatter into pieces at any moment. She wished she didn’t have to see him and that he didn’t insist on coming to these functions but his life was business and so was hers and these outings were required.
Grace
didn’t take Mitchell’s outstretched hand and his eyes narrowed in warning. Landon’s mouth widened into a delighted smile. He was enjoying this immensely. She felt perverse satisfaction in denying Mitchell but she never intended to stomp on his pride in front of everyone but it was his own fault for facing off with her at a party. Glancing around, she realized they were the center of attention. She wanted to walk away from Mitchell but she knew that would cause more gossip and Mitchell would see it as a weakness. He would probably follow her for the rest of the night if she didn’t stop him now. Why had she thought coming with Landon would dissuade Mitchell? Belatedly, she realized having Landon as a date would make Mitchell more aggressive.
“
Landon,” Mitchell said as he retracted his hand and fixed his gaze on his business rival.
“It’s a surprise to see you here,”
Landon said with false surprise. “I thought you were too much of a workaholic to leave your office for these social affairs.”
Mitchell shrugged. “I
decided to make the time.”
Although he wasn’t looking at her, Grace
knew his words were for her. She resisted the urge to start screaming at him. Landon felt her tension and squeezed her side reassuringly. Mitchell’s jaw locked. He returned his dark eyes to Grace who Landon tucked securely into his side. She was petite and beautiful with long dark red hair, jade green eyes and a curvy figure. Her skin was a pure alabaster white that he knew from personal experience was unblemished.
“When did you two start seeing each other?” Mitchell asked without inflection.
“We’ve known each other for years,” Grace said.
“I know. I introduced you but I don’t recall you spending time with each other,” Mitchell said
coolly.
“I’ve always liked Grace but it took a lot of convincing to let me be her date tonight. Maybe you exaggerated your tales about me?”
Landon said jokingly.
“I didn’t exaggerate.”
Grace felt the
hostility between the two men rise and knew it would take only one wrong word to tip the scales. She wasn’t the only one to realize something was brewing. People edged forward, trying to hear what was being said while others elbowed each other and pointed. She would have slammed both men’s heads together and been done with them except for three reasons. One, Mitchell owned half of her company. Two, the people watching so avidly were her clients. Three, she actually liked Landon and he’d done her a favor by escorting her here tonight.
As if sensing her anger and frustration, Mitchell turned his attenti
on away from Landon and back to her. “You don’t return my calls or emails. I want to talk to you.”
Grace bristled. “
I’m not returning your calls or emails because I don’t
want
to talk to you. We’re done.”
Her voice was lowered so only the three of them could hear but Mitchell didn’t seem to be aware of Landon or the scene they were causing. Damn him. Her first night back and he had to ruin it.
“You know we’re not.”
She clenched her teeth. “We’re business partners so if you need to talk to me about work you can reach me-”
“This isn’t about work,” he snapped.
“Then I have nothing to say to you.”
This was getting out of hand fast. She tried to steer Landon away from Mitchell but he moved to block their way again. Landon seemed fascinated by the conversation and she wanted to pinch him to do… something. Great shield he was at the moment.
“
Grace, if you’d just-” Mitchell began.
“
Haven’t you guys been broken up over a year?” Landon interjected.
Mitchell took a step
towards Landon. Several women gasped even as Grace moved forward. She reached out and placed a hand on Mitchell’s chest when she saw the cold anger in his eyes, knew she had to stop him before he did something he would regret. The moment she made contact they both froze. The heat between them hadn’t abated in the least. She tilted her head back to meet his eyes and felt a lightning bolt of pure lust slam through her. It took her breath away. Even as he covered her hand with his own, her fingers curled into his shirt as betrayal and remembered pain scalded her throat. He saw the change in her eyes, opened his mouth to speak.
“Mitchell,
Landon, Grace,” their hostess sang.
It broke the spell between them. Before Mitchell could
utter a word, Grace stepped back and watched Macy weave her way through the crowd.
Macy examined the trio as she paused in front of them. Grace’s beauty drew the eye like a beacon and although she complimented
Landon’s fair complexion, the contrast she made to Mitchell’s dark features was striking. Macy saw the aggravation and strain Grace tried to hide and the aggression between the two men. She nearly clapped her hands together in delight. Having Mitchell Price appear at her party but seeing him pursue a woman who had left him over a year ago was… interesting. This little tete-a-tete between Mitchell, Landon and Grace would immortalize her party.
Grace
settled against Landon who put an arm around her waist. Macy glanced sidelong at Mitchell who had an impassive expression on his face. What happened between Mitchell and Grace? Macy wondered. They were a happy and successful couple for two years and then rumor had it Grace left Mitchell although Macy couldn’t think of one reason why Grace would do such a thing. Mitchell was tall, dark, handsome and rich. What else could a girl want? To see Mitchell Price, stony businessman and unattainable bachelor fixated on Grace despite all this time made her the envy of every woman alive.
“
It’s nice to see you again, Grace. It’s been a while,” Macy said with a bright smile.
Grace
took a fresh champagne glass from a passing waiter and nodded. “I needed a break but I see you still have great taste.”
Macy beamed
and twirled in her new gown from Grace’s boutique. “I love browsing in there. Can’t help myself.”
“I’m glad,” Grace said, relaxing slightly
.
“And you,” Macy poked Mitchell in his hard chest. What she wouldn’t do to see him in the buff. “You didn’t respond to my invitation. I thought you weren’t coming.”
“I’ve been out of the country. I apologize but I managed to come back in time,” Mitchell said easily, kissing her hand gallantly.
Macy blushed. “Don’t let it happen again,” she scolded before she dashed away, fanning her cheeks.
Before the men could focus on each other again, Grace pulled Landon away to avoid any more drama with Mitchell. She felt Mitchell’s gaze on her but she didn’t stop. She noticed several women move towards Mitchell eagerly and prayed that would be enough to keep him entertained for the rest of the night. She pulled Landon into an alcove so she could take a breath.
“You want to talk about it?” Landon asked.
“No.”
“I’ve never seen him like this before,” Landon confessed.
“Like what?” she snapped, rounding on him.
He held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. “Mitchell’s not the type of guy to,
uh, settle on one woman if you know what I mean.”
“He needs to get
un
settled on me. I’m not the one for him. I came with you, thinking it would keep Mitchell away.” She glared when he snorted. “Okay, so I wasn’t thinking clearly but he still owns half of my company.”
His brows rose. “If he owns half your company
don’t you think sweet talking him would work better than refusing to talk to him?” When she bared her teeth he took a step back. “That’s just my opinion but I’m a man so what do I know?”
“If he only talked business I
could be civil but he keeps bringing up personal stuff and I don’t want to talk about it.” She rubbed a hand between her brows, trying to think of a way to get through the rest of this night without yelling.
“You
obviously had a huge falling out. Why not buy him out of your boutique and get rid of him? He still thinks you belong to him.”
“
Don’t you think I’ve tried? He has a damn thick skull.”
“
Well, it didn’t look like it was over when you touched him and you two were suddenly in your own world. What happened between you guys?”
It had always been that way between her and Mitchell. The moment they
were introduced their connection was electric. Why wasn’t it going away? She would have thought with all their history that would have been enough to cancel out their chemistry. Landon waited for his question to be answered but she couldn’t tell anyone why she left Mitchell. That was between them and in her past where she wanted it to stay. She smiled brightly, hoping it covered the ache in her heart.