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“Yeah,” he says sarcastically, leaning forward, “because what we need to do in a boardroom with glass walls is wrestle like a couple of teenagers.”
We glare at each other. Then, eventually, he leans back and says mildly, “Anyway, I dance like a butterfly. You’d have to catch me first.”
That makes me give a short laugh. Blowing out a breath, I lower into the chair, flop back, and give a heavy sigh.
“So it was a one-night stand?” he asks.
“No,” I reply.
He lifts an eyebrow.
“Probably not,” I add. “The jury’s out.”
His expression softens. “What happened with Cam?”
“I thought it was over. So did she, I think. I haven’t spoken to her this morning, so I don’t know what happened when she got home. I’ll go and talk to her in a minute.”
“Is that a good idea?”
“Alex, I really don’t need your help with this.”
“Oh, I think we both know that’s not true. Look, don’t come down too heavy on her.”
I remember my words to her: You think I’m going to let you go now I know how much you want me? I try not to wince.
“I’m not going to let her slip through my fingers when I know she wants to be with me,” I tell him.
“She’s been with the guy a long time. And we both know Juliette. If you want her to do something, the best way is to make her think she came up with the idea herself.”
My irritation fades. I thought Alex was only concerned about the company, but I should have known better.
“Just be careful,” he says softly. “I know how you feel about her, and this isn’t going to end well if you try and force her hand.”
I sulk, but I know he’s right. “When did you become all wise and holier than thou?” I grumble.
“Last night,” he says, and smiles.
My eyebrows rise. “Did you and Missie…”
He shakes his head. “I walked her home, and I was the perfect gentleman. Mainly because her mother and son were in the house.” We exchange wry smiles. Dating was a lot easier when we were at uni!
“She’s coming over for dinner tomorrow, though,” he adds, and his eyes sparkle.
“Ah, I’m pleased for you, bro. Are you asking her to the wedding?” Our friend Damon is getting married after Christmas, and we’re all flying up to attend it. All our invitations state we’re welcome to bring a plus-one.
“Yeah, I might well do that,” he says. “What about Juliette? Do you think she’ll bring Cam?”
I go cold at the thought. “Jesus, I hope not.” Frowning, I get to my feet. “I need to talk to her.”
“All right. Like I said, give her space. You might have to wait for her to sort things out.”
I walk to the doors, then hesitate. “Waiting isn’t my strong point.”
“I’ve waited a whole year for Missie,” he says, gathering up his things. “Hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, so I sympathize, but she’ll be worth it.”
“Hmm.” I run my tongue over my top teeth, then head along the corridor.
I want to tell him that I’ve waited six years for Juliette, but it’s not the same as he and Missie. I was with Shaz for much of that time, and Juliette was with Cam, so it wasn’t waiting in the truest sense. And although I told Juliette that my marriage was over in March, there were no signs of her leaving Cam, so I assumed she wasn’t interested in me.
