I Broke My Heart Read Free

have sex with Cleve.
    At that point, I told my sex drive to shut up.
    By the time we left the dining hall, I felt as if I had known Cleve a long time. We had a good convers a tion a nd we laughed together easily, without emba r rassment.
     

 
     
     
     
    CHAPTER THREE
     
     
    I was driving towards Max’s house for dinner, but I was cursing the name of Cleve Reeves all the way.
    Damn that man, and his skillful way of invading my thoughts.
    He had successfully taken over all my thoughts. More and more lately, he seemed to be the only reason for my happiness with my life. Before he came along, I considered my life and my job very stressful and boring. However, in the past few weeks, I looked forward to going to my workplace every day because of him. Even when I left work, I couldn’t let my phone out of my sight for a second, because I knew he would call me. When he called, we would talk for several hours non-stop. Al t hough most of the things we talked about were usually not important, but I didn’t mind. Even nonsense makes sens e when it is spoken by the ones we love .
    I pulled up in front of Max’s house. Cleve had o c cupied the whole of my thought so much that I have started to neglect my best friend, Max.  I was going to make it up to him today. We had both gone through a lot together and not even Cleve could come between us.
    I pressed the doorbell and waited. F ew seconds later, Max opened the door.
    “Where the heck have you been?” he asked, e x tending his arms.
    I threw myself into his arms. “I guess that is you trying to say that you missed me.”
    “Of course, I’ve missed you. A lot.” He released me from the hug. “It’s been more than two weeks since we last saw each other.”
    “I know, right?”
    “You can’t do without seeing me for more than two weeks. Spill it, Addie . I know something is fishy. ”
    I playfully punched his chest. “Okay. You’re right. I’ll tell you about it over dinner. What’s for dinner?”
    “I was thinking spaghetti and tomato sauce.”
    “That’s fine with me.” I threw my purse on the couch. “To the kitchen.”
    When we got to the kitchen, I grabbed a sauc e pan for the spaghetti while he prepared the tomato sauce. I rinsed the saucepan, filled it water, added one tablespoon of salt and placed it on the stove. While waiting for the water to boil, Max started a convers a tion.
    “Don’t you dare try to avoid telling me about what is going on?”
    “Okay, Max, I’ll tell you, I promise,” I said, smiling uncontrollably.
    “Let me guess, you met a man.”
    “Yes, how did you know?”
    He chuckled quietly. “Addie Warren, those shy smiles of yours only comes when you are in love. So, tell me, who is he?”
    “He’s my boss, Cleve Reeves.” I shook my head. “Well, not exactly my boss. He was transferred from the head office to come oversee a research at our lab here in Baltimore.”
    “Are you in love with him?”
    I shook my head. “No, I wouldn’t say I love him, but I’m quite fond of him and he’s fond of me too.”
    “If you want me to check up on him so you can know more about him, I will be willing to help.”
    When Max said check up on him , I knew exactly what he meant by that. Max was a private investigator, and he was an expert in finding out things about people.
    “No, please, don’t bother to check. Besides, we’re not dating yet. We’re just friends. Maybe a little more than a friend, but we’re not having sex.” I poured the pasta into the boiling water and stirred the noodles with a long serving spoon.
    “So, this Cleve, do you think you know him enough to be a little more than a friend to him.”
    I stopped stirring the noodles and took a quick look at Max. “Spill it, Max. What exactly is it that bothers you about Cleve?”
    He lowered his head. “Addie, I’m just trying to protect you. When Tyler broke your heart five months ago, you almost lost yourself. Now that you are begi n ning to pick up the pieces