Who wouldn’t like them?” I looked a

Who wouldn’t like them?” I looked at him suspiciously. “Why do you ask?” I had a squirmy, uncomfortable feeling in my gut.
“If you had to choose one of them, which one would you choose?”
The squirmy feeling condensed into a tight knot and I started to back away from him. “Oh, no.”
River North plus empty apartments plus Jake Weston.
I was doing the math and the answer was pissing me off. “Jacob Weston, this better not be what I think it is!”
He had the gall to grin at me. “You’re so cute when you use my full name. My middle name is Benjamin in case you’re wondering.”
Where had he been hiding this irreverent sense of humor? It was a quality I associated with Troy, not Jake, who was more brooding. But recently, he had become more playful.
At another time, I would have found his humor endearing, but now it just infuriated me. I clenched my teeth and glared at him. “Don’t try to be cute, Jake. I told you I didn’t want to move into your apartment.”
“Cora, this place is empty. You and Marcus would have more space and you’ll both be closer to work and school. The El is practically at your door. I’d feel better that you are living in an apartment that has twenty-four seven security. I don’t know why you’re fighting this.”
“You’re being deliberately obtuse!”
“And you’re being unnecessarily pig-headed!”
“Just because I refuse to take charity?” I threw my arm out in a sweeping motion to indicate the luxurious quarters. “This place probably costs four times what I’m currently paying. My apartment may not live up to your lofty standards, Mr. Billionaire, but I can pay for it. I’m not ashamed of where I live.”
Jake clasped my shoulders. “Cora, that’s not what I’m saying. I think you’re doing an amazing job taking care of Marcus and yourself, but I just want to help. Why is it so hard for you to accept any kind of help from me?”
I filled my lungs with air and grappled for patience. “Jake, this is not a little thing. You’re asking me to give up my independence. I’m grateful you helped with Marcus’s schooling, but I don’t need your interference in other aspects of my life.”
His face darkened with anger and he shook me once. “Interference? That’s bullshit! You refuse to let people in. You fight me every step of the way.” Another shake. “Why are you making this so goddamn difficult?”
The volatile emotions in me combined into a bomb and I exploded. I violently pushed out of his arms. “Because you’re not going to be around in a month. You’d have moved on to the next Carolina Oliveira. I’m just a novelty to you! And I’ll be left alone. Life has a way of doing that to me!” I clamped my lips shut and turned away from him.
Dead silence.
My words had been too raw and too revealing. Feeling exposed and vulnerable, I hugged my arms around myself. Until now, I didn’t realize how deeply my parents’ deaths had affected me. The prickling behind my eyes warned me I was close to breaking down. I took a shaky breath and kept my voice blank. “I’m sorry about my outburst. Let’s just head back to the office. There are some things I need to finish before the weekend.”
Strong arms snaked around me and I felt his chin touch the top of my head. “Poor baby. You don’t trust me. And life has been cruel.”
He spun me around to face him. The compassion on his face was the key that opened the floodgates. A sob shoved past the constriction in my throat. Then another. And another.
The next thing I knew, I was wailing into Jake’s crisp linen shirt and silk tie. My face pressed against his sternum and my fingers clutched his lapels. All the years of pent up grief and sorrow came pouring out. Dark, guttural sounds pushed their way out of my chest.
“Shh…shh…it’s okay. Let it all out.” His hands coasted over my shoulder blades and back in soothing strokes.
I didn’t know how long we stood like that, but Jake just held me and let me cry. It felt cleansing, like the poisons were draining out of my body with each teardrop. When I pulled back, Jake’s shirt and tie were soaked.

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Yang tidak seperti mereka?" Aku memandang dia curiga. "Kenapa kau bertanya?" Aku punya perasaan yang tidak nyaman dan squirmy di perutku."Jika Anda harus memilih salah satu dari mereka, mana yang akan Anda pilih?"Perasaan squirmy kental ke simpul ketat dan aku mulai untuk kembali darinya. "Oh, tidak ada."River North ditambah kosong apartemen ditambah Jake Weston.Aku sedang melakukan matematika dan jawabannya adalah membuatku jengkel. "Jacob Weston, ini lebih baik tidak akan apa yang saya pikir itu!"Ia berani sanggup padaku. "Kau begitu lucu bila Anda menggunakan nama lengkap saya. Nama tengah saya adalah Benjamin dalam kasus Anda bertanya-tanya."Mana telah dia telah menyembunyikan rasa humor ini sopan? Ini adalah kualitas yang terkait dengan Troy, tidak Jake, yang lain murung. Namun baru-baru ini, dia menjadi lebih menyenangkan.Di lain waktu, saya akan menemukan humor menawan, tapi sekarang itu hanya marah saya. Aku mengepalkan gigi dan melotot padanya. "Jangan mencoba untuk menjadi lucu, Jake. Aku bilang aku tidak mau pindah ke apartemen Anda.""Cora, tempat ini kosong. Anda dan Marcus akan memiliki lebih banyak ruang dan Anda berdua akan lebih dekat untuk bekerja dan sekolah. El adalah praktis di depan pintu Anda. Aku akan merasa lebih baik bahwa Anda tinggal di sebuah apartemen yang memiliki dua puluh empat tujuh keamanan. Aku tidak tahu mengapa Anda bertempur ini.""Anda sedang sengaja tumpul!""Dan Anda sedang tidak perlu berkepala babi!"“Just because I refuse to take charity?” I threw my arm out in a sweeping motion to indicate the luxurious quarters. “This place probably costs four times what I’m currently paying. My apartment may not live up to your lofty standards, Mr. Billionaire, but I can pay for it. I’m not ashamed of where I live.”Jake clasped my shoulders. “Cora, that’s not what I’m saying. I think you’re doing an amazing job taking care of Marcus and yourself, but I just want to help. Why is it so hard for you to accept any kind of help from me?”I filled my lungs with air and grappled for patience. “Jake, this is not a little thing. You’re asking me to give up my independence. I’m grateful you helped with Marcus’s schooling, but I don’t need your interference in other aspects of my life.”His face darkened with anger and he shook me once. “Interference? That’s bullshit! You refuse to let people in. You fight me every step of the way.” Another shake. “Why are you making this so goddamn difficult?”The volatile emotions in me combined into a bomb and I exploded. I violently pushed out of his arms. “Because you’re not going to be around in a month. You’d have moved on to the next Carolina Oliveira. I’m just a novelty to you! And I’ll be left alone. Life has a way of doing that to me!” I clamped my lips shut and turned away from him.Dead silence.My words had been too raw and too revealing. Feeling exposed and vulnerable, I hugged my arms around myself. Until now, I didn’t realize how deeply my parents’ deaths had affected me. The prickling behind my eyes warned me I was close to breaking down. I took a shaky breath and kept my voice blank. “I’m sorry about my outburst. Let’s just head back to the office. There are some things I need to finish before the weekend.”Strong arms snaked around me and I felt his chin touch the top of my head. “Poor baby. You don’t trust me. And life has been cruel.”He spun me around to face him. The compassion on his face was the key that opened the floodgates. A sob shoved past the constriction in my throat. Then another. And another.The next thing I knew, I was wailing into Jake’s crisp linen shirt and silk tie. My face pressed against his sternum and my fingers clutched his lapels. All the years of pent up grief and sorrow came pouring out. Dark, guttural sounds pushed their way out of my chest.“Shh…shh…it’s okay. Let it all out.” His hands coasted over my shoulder blades and back in soothing strokes.I didn’t know how long we stood like that, but Jake just held me and let me cry. It felt cleansing, like the poisons were draining out of my body with each teardrop. When I pulled back, Jake’s shirt and tie were soaked.