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Boyfriend. She called me her boyfriend.
There are some murmured greetings. I can make out at least three different voices, two of which are male as I respond and say hello, not caring what they think about this call.
She called me her boyfriend in front of her entire team.
“I’ll call you later,” Sophie says in a quieter voice like she’s picked the phone back up. “And how’s tomorrow sound? I might have to work a little later, but if it’s not too late for you, then—”
“Tomorrow,” I confirm. I don’t care what time as long as I see her. “Are you feeling okay?” I add.
“I’m fine. I don’t know what this morning was about. Probably a lack of sleep.”
I chuckle. Keeping Sophie up half the night is my new favorite pastime.
“Thank you for my flowers,” she adds.
I beam like an idiot hearing the happiness in her voice. It’s one bunch of flowers and she sounds like she was given a whole Tiffany jewelry store. Fuck, if they make her this happy,then her ex-boyfriend’s must have been complete wastes of space.
“It’s why we broke up.”That’s what she said. She found out that her latest ex was married.
My empty hand clenches into a fist as I swallow, forcing down the rising urge to hunt him down and then mount his head on my wall as a trophy.
But I need to forget about it. He’s gone. She said it herself.I’mher boyfriend now.
And I’m going to make sure she never fucking regrets that decision.
Chapter 11
Sophie
I look at theempty vase inside the kitchen cupboard of my office as I put away a clean mug. It’s a shame flowers don’t last forever because the irises Drew sent me two weeks ago were beautiful. They brightened my days having them on my desk. Even the days when Chelsea came in to work on her case and broke down in tears recalling what happened to her. The case is beginning to gather a lot of attention in the press now that the trial is approaching.
I roll my shoulders back with a sigh and then reach up to rub the back of my neck. It’s been another long week. My phone chimes with an incoming text.
Drew: Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.
I smile as I type out a reply.
Me: I know. I can’t wait.
He gets back from New York tomorrow night, after another few days there going over plans for a big re-design project he’s working on. He said Tanner would usually go for some of the meetings, but baby Ruby is waking up a lot at night,so he wants to be home to help his wife. There are still some devoted husbands out there.
I scroll past Drew’s message to all the unanswered ones from Henry. They start off nice, asking how I am, trying to engage me into conversation. Then when I don’t answer, they turn uglier, slinging accusations around, saying that I think I’m too good to even hear him out, and that I need to remember everything he did for me.
Make me doubt my own judgment. That’s about all he did for me. And make me unfairly suspicious of all men who claim to be single. If Drew wasn’t so intense and spending every spare moment he can at my place, or taking me out to dinner, then I might even doubt him. But I don’t. And it helps that Holly is friends with Tanner’s wife and swears that Drew hasn’t ever come close to getting married. The last relationship he had ended years ago, before our double date with Logan and Kelly.
“You heading off soon?”
I look up from my phone as Jules, one of the admin team, pauses in the open kitchen doorway, her bag slung over her shoulder.
“Yeah, I am. Do you have anything nice planned for the weekend?”
“Decorating.” She grins. “I managed to convince Owen that rose gold in the master bedroom is a good idea.”
I laugh, recalling her telling me about her boyfriend’s lack of agreement in the design choices for the new apartment they’ve just bought together.
“Well, enjoy. I hope you get it all done before he can change his mind again.”
“I’ll make sure he doesn’t. I have ways to make him come around.” She lifts her eyebrows and I shake my head with a smile.
