It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover (z-lib.org).epub

She nods and slips inside my office, closing the door behind her. “He is.
He asked for you. And I know you’re with my brother and I’m with child,
but can we please just take a moment to silently admire the perfection that
is that man?”
She smiles dreamily and I roll my eyes.
“Allysa.”
“Those eyes, though.” She opens the door and walks out. I follow behind
her and catch sight of Atlas. “She’s right here,” Allysa says. “Would you like
me to take your coat?”
We don’t take coats.
Atlas glances up when I walk out of my office. His eyes cut to Allysa and
he shakes his head. “No, thank you. I won’t be long.”
Allysa leans forward over the counter, dropping her chin on her hands.
“Stay as long as you like. In fact, are you looking for an extra job? Lily
needs to hire more people and we’re looking for someone who can lift
really heavy things. Requires a lot of flexibility. Bending over.”
I narrow my eyes at Allysa and mouth, “Enough.”
She shrugs innocently. I hold my door open for Atlas, but avoid looking
directly at him as he passes me. I feel a world of guilt for what happened
last night, but also a world of anger for what happened last night.
I walk around my desk and drop into my seat, prepared for an
argument. But when I look up at him, I clamp my mouth shut.
He’s smiling. He waves his hand around in a circle as he takes a seat
across from me. “This is incredible, Lily.”
I pause. “Thank you.”
He continues smiling at me, like he’s proud of me. Then he places a
bag between us on the desk and pushes it toward me. “A gift,” he says.
“You can open it later.”
Why is he buying me gifts? He has a girlfriend. I have a boyfriend. Our
past has already caused enough problems in my present. I certainly don’t
need gifts to exacerbate that.
“Why are you buying me gifts, Atlas?”
He leans back in his seat and crosses his arms over his chest. “I bought
it three years ago. I’ve been holding on to it in case I ever ran into you.”
Considerate Atlas. He hasn’t changed. Dammit.
I pick up the gift and set it on the floor behind my desk. I try to release
some of the tension I’m feeling, but it’s really hard when everything about