Chapter 9Riley was having a coffee in the kitchen at the library when Hadley walked in, her jaw clenched and her eyes blazing.
“What happened?” A knot was growing in Riley’s gut. Hadley was never angry.
“Nothing.”
Silence spread in the room as Riley tried to come up with something to say. “Hadley.” It was all he had.
“He’s such an ass.”
“Douglas f*****g Collins?”
She barked a laugh. “Is that what you call him?”
“In my head, yes.” He smiled into his mug.
“I call him the creep.”
“Mmm.” A good name too. “What did he do?”
“Nothing, he kept staring at my t**s and said if he hadn’t known my husband would disapprove, he’d take me for a test ride. As if I’m not my own person. He doesn’t touch me out of respect for my husband, not out of respect for my wishes. Creep.” She slumped on the c
