Crushed (Breaking the Rules Series Book 5) Read Online Free PDF

okay. Just do this, please. For me. For us.”
    Tears well in her eyes and spill out over her cheeks. “I want this baby, Jackson. This baby is a part of us.”
    I slide a hand over her cheek and thumb her jawline. “Please, baby. Let’s meet with them. Do this for us.”
    Her hand covers mine on her cheek. “Fine.”
    Fine. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

    “Don’t forget your ‘special appointment’ with Andi at eleven,” Dena says and even does the air quotes.
    I roll my eyes at her. Day two and she still fucking gets on my nerves. Jordan laughed at me earlier this morning when I told him to fire her. Asshole.
    “I didn’t forget. Now, go away.”
    She ignores me as she waltzes into my office and plops down on one of my chairs. I stare at her with wide eyes. What is it about her that makes her think she can do this shit?
    “What’s so special about your appointment that you couldn’t just say what it was?”
    Nosy bitch. “None of your goddamned business. Get out of my office.”
    She ignores me. Again. “So I was playing around last night with backgrounds that I think would be cool on your site. You should pull it up and let me show you.”
    I groan in annoyance. “Then will you leave me the hell alone?”
    “Scout’s honor,” she says seriously as she holds up the two- fingered gesture.
    Somehow, I don’t believe her.
    Leaning back in my chair, I roll away from my desk. She takes that as her cue and stands before bouncing over. The site is open—it always is—and she quickly takes my mouse.
    “Don’t fuck it up,” I grumble
    She laughs and flips me off. “It’s already fucked up. I’m going to make it legit.”
    I don’t humor her with a response. Instead, I watch in awe as she flies through the HTML code as if it’s the easiest thing ever. Minutes later, she pulls up a preview of a newer background. It’s badass.
    “It’s okay,” I lie. Dammit, she’s more than just a fucking pest—she has web page design game.
    “Liar. You love it. Tell momma’s boy you’re going to revamp the site. He should spend less time playing Minecraft with little kids and take some web design classes.”
    Such a smug bitch. “How do you know he’s a momma’s boy?” I ask incredulously.
    She turns to me with a cocked eyebrow. “Aren’t all grown men who are still obsessed with Harry Potter momma’s boys?”
    This time, it’s my turn to flip her off. “Fuck off, Dena.”
    She playfully swats at me and giggles.
    “New assistant? Seems like you two get along nicely,” Andi sniffles with tears in her eyes as she stands in my doorway.
    I can imagine that the scene at hand looks bad. “Yes, and she needs to get back to work. Baby, this is Dena. Dena, this is my wife, Andi. We’re expecting. ”
    Dena at least has the decency to appear uncomfortable as well. She nervously stands and strides out from behind my desk to shake hands with my woman. Andi eyes her like she’s a viper.
    Fuck.
    When Andi doesn’t raise her hand to return Dena’s handshake, Dena slowly drops it to her side.
    “My doctor said I should avoid people. I wouldn’t want to get ill.”
    The doctor did not tell her to avoid people. Shit, she’s fucking jealous of Dena.
    Dena nods and throws me an apologetic glance. Life is fun for people like her. For people like Andi and me? Life is not fun. Life is hard.
    “Well, it was nice to meet you. Jackson, I’ll work more on the Potter file for you while you’re gone and get back with you,” Dena mumbles before she rushes away from the thick tension in my office.
    Andi pushes the door closed and glares at me.
    “I thought you were going to call me when you got here and I’d come down,” I question as I stand and stride over to her.
    Her lip curls up in disgust. I feel like I did something wrong—I didn’t do anything wrong!
    “I can see why you didn’t want me to come up. You were too busy having a fucking amazing time with a tall, beautiful brunette,” she