Royally Pucked (Anderson Series #7)

Briggs

Please kill me now. I mean it just please end it for me. I am sitting in Erica's apartment listening to her go over all the plans she has for us.

It has been five of the longest days of my life. The day Am left our home I sat in the living room and cried. I know how fucking masculine of me, but I didn't care.

It was like someone ripped the other half of my heart out of my body and told me I possibly might not get it back.

I called Steve over and explained everything to him. Once I was finished he took a minute to process it all and then asked what he could do to help. He even offered to see if he could pick up Erica and woo her, but I knew that wasn't going to work.

For some reason she wanted me and in her sick little mind blackmailing me would get me back.

So here I am just got home from a two day road trip and I am listening to her making plans for our future.

"So Briggsy, I think we should do an exclusive interview with Vanity Fair about our reconciliation. Do you think your ex can reach out to them. I mean she still is your publicist right?"

"No, I don't think that is a good idea. What am I supposed to say we reconciled because you blackmailed me? Real heart warming piece."

"Well of course you wouldn't say that. I may have to release a picture then on my social media page. Strictly by accident of course," she says.

"No interviews. I am not going to have Am set up anything. Has she not been through enough already?" I say raising my voice a little.

"Oh baby, what do I have to do to make you forget her?" She asks and tries to straddle my lap.

I quickly push her off me and stand up.

"I need to go home. I am tired and just want to sleep," I say.

"I'll come with you. I am really good at relaxing you," she says winking.

"I want to be alone Erica."

"You better start playing nice with me Briggs. I have TMZ on stand by," she says waving her phone at me.

I shake my head and head out the door. I get into my car and take out my phone. I hit the notes app to turn off the recording and make sure it sends to Agent Lockland.

I rest my head against the head rest and close my eyes for a minute. I get startled by my phone ringing.

I look down and see Tim's name flashing.

"Hey Tim."

"Hey Briggs. I am just calling to invite you over to practice with Ethan. He really needs your help fixing his shot," Tim says.

"I'll be right over," I say.

I speed out of Erica's driveway and make it to Tim and Laura's in twenty minutes. I leave my phone in the car and turn it off, just incase Erica is tracking it.

I knock and Laura answers and gives me a small smile.

"You look like shit," she says.

"I miss her a lot. Haven't been sleeping the best."

"She's not doing too well. She mostly keeps to herself and only comes out when she needs to go to work or eat. You need to get this over with fast," Laura tells me.

"I'm trying my best. Can I see her?"

"Down the hallway. She is in the last room on the left."

I walk in and down the hallway. I knock lightly on the door, but I don't get an answer. I slowly open in and see Am curled up on the bed.