She was being difficult, and his patience was wearing thin.
Why hadn’t she acknowledged his care and attention? He’d taken the time to learn what she liked.
The flowers had been extravagant, but something he wanted to give her. They were impossible to ignore, just as his love for her should be impossible to miss.
She had to know who it was who watched her, had kept her safe when that man threatened her. Was she blind or did she willfully choose not to see?
Neither was acceptable.
It was time to force her to decide. Reid Billings couldn’t provide for or protect her the way he could. He was a nice enough guy, but he needed to be reminded of his place. He was a servant, nothing more. And once Emilie understood what he could provide that Billings couldn’t, her affections would settle on him where they belonged.
He picked up his phone. Time to call her again. Maybe this time he could talk to her. With one word, he knew she’d ease the tightness in his chest. She’d free his mind to explore and create, something that had been derailed. She was the key to his returning to the truest form of himself. She would see. He’d make sure of that.