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It was polite, standoffish, and calculated to see what he’d do

His reply text was, I’lad

I wanted to throat punch hiave him the benefit of the doubt I knew my brush with cancer freaked him out, but I still had hope he’d co of a deal Especially not with hoell I’ve been doing

WithHope alether would be limited But I truly expected more

More contact, texts, calls, flowers… just so

I reached out yesterday ht and sexy Any chance an employee could have lunch with the sexiest boss around?

His text back felt like a sharp rebuke Sorry Meetings all day

It was unlike the Asher I’d cos all day, but the man I’ve been inti sexy in return He would have told me a dirty fantasy or even offered another day we could see each other for lunch

The writing was on the wall

Except it’s Wednesday and I still haven’t fully accepted it

When I reach my car, I put my purse on the hood and fish out my phone I haven’t heard from him at all today, and I just need to knohere I stand It’s killing hts, this weird limbo he’s put me in

I type out a quick text, knowing he’ll see it because his phone is always near hinore it Whether he’ll reply is another matter

Any interest in dinner tonight? I can arrange a babysitter for Hope

I lean back againstToa jolt of excite of my heart Can’t Have business dinner to attend

Pinpricks hit ainst them as I text back, No worries