“I miss you, too. Now tell me what happened that made you get up so early while I shave.”
“We went out to dinner last night with Aurora and her group to celebrate the signing of the contract. Mr. Easton drove me to the restaurant, and I was going to get a ride back to my car from Jules. Well, Jules had too much to drink and didn’t want to drive. So, Cole drove her back in her car and Aurora drove his car home. I went with Mr. Easton to get my car, but ended up falling asleep while he was driving … You know I don’t sleep well without you. He took me home and decided to torture me for his good deed by making me wake up at the ass crack of dawn to drive me to work, and it’s not even my day for Pilates.”
I grabbed another energy drink out of the fridge but remembered Mr. Easton’s stupid comment this morning and put it back, grabbing a water instead.
Who am I?
“Why didn’t Jules drive you into the office today? You two do work together.”
I listened to the familiar sound of Bradford shaving, getting lost in the noise.
“Because he’s psychotic. He doesn’t trust me and Jules to do a good job with Aurora’s project, and I have a feeling he’s keeping an eye on us, waiting for us to mess up so he can fire us.”
“Maybe he has the hots for you,” Bradford said, his razor clinking against the sink.
I laughed and continued to laugh when I sat down at my desk for the first time that morning. “I don’t think Mr. Easton has any feelings in his body, let alone the emotional capacity to think someone is hot. Besides, he saw the ring firmly on my finger and knows that I’m spoken for.”
“Good, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t notice how incredibly sexy you are.”
“I promise you that is not it at all. I think he has just advanced from torturing small animals to humans and I’m the lucky girl he’s starting on.”
“Think how bad he’s going to feel when you two make Aurora’s project a global sensation. He’s going to feel like such a jackass.”
“I hope so.”
The elevator dinged, alerting me to Jules’ arrival. “Jules just got here, I’m going to let you go. Talk to you later.”
“Talk to you tonight. Don’t let Mr. Easton torture you. Remember, you are bigger and smarter than any small animal that has been in his clutches before.”
“That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me. I love you so much and I’m so glad I’m marrying you.”
“Love you more. And I cannot wait to be your husband. Have a good day. Love you.”
“Love you, too,” I said before hanging up.
“You two are disgusting,” Jules moaned when she plopped down in her chair.
“I know. We are horrible people for being happily in love. How dare we?” I placed my hand above my heart in mock horror. “You definitely need to find a better best friend.”
“I know, but they are in demand and a new best friend is on back order for at least two years. I’m just biding my time with you until my new one gets here.”
I tossed a crumbled paper at her as we laughed.
“So, since you are alive, do I need to help you bury a body?”
“No, I refrained from murdering Mr. Easton this morning.”
“How magnanimous.”
“Oh, it was nothing of the sort! He just had me get up so early I didn’t have the energy or strength to kill him. It was rather genius of him. Get me when I have no will to live so he can keep his life for another day.”
“They did say he was the first in his class in college before he dropped out.”
“He’d have to be a genius to stay alive as long as he has with the insufferable attitude he carries around,” I muttered before taking a sip of my water.
“Are you sick?”
“No, just tired. Why, do I look that bad?” I asked, trying to peer at myself on my laptop screen.