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“I arrived very early this morning. I'm a bit well rested.” She glanced around the office.
“I still don't see why you're here.”
“Don't be rude, now, big brother. Of course, I came here to give you a few days' notice.” The eye roll was evident in her voice.
“For?”
When she stared at me without words, I brought my hands to my temples. “Gwendolyn be–”
“I hate it when you say my full name.”
I gave a dry look. “I always say your full name.”
A small grin curved her lips. “I hate it every time you say my full name.”
Fuck. She was the only human on earth that could drive me insane. Make that two.
“Of course, it's a few days’ notice so you can attend the—”
“No.”
“No?” she furrowed her brows.
I pressed my lips into a thin line.
“Why?”
“Drop it,” I grunted.
She scoffed. “Say, please.”
Jesus Christ.
“Are you saying you won't honor my visit and grace the venue with your presence? It's for a good cause, you know.”
It was for children like Sophie. She could have said that, but she didn't. I didn't miss how she refrained from speaking about her. She knew how hurt I still was… she was treading carefully.
“Plus, think of the good PR it gives your company. Think of–”
“That's enough.” I was suddenly drained.
“So you'll come?”
“I'll think about it. You should get more rest.”
I watched her eyes light up, along with her grin. She shot me a wink. “Just for today.”
In seconds, she was up and out the door. Heaving a sigh, I brought my hands to my hair. Then, I uncrossed my legs.
All prior emotions had vanished, leaving the familiar sense of guilt in its place.
I'd done it once again despite promising myself that I wouldn’t. I let myself get carried away in the moment. Her soft fingers… how soft she felt sitting on my lap. Shit. I'd betrayed my friend. But this time… the strain was less.
Perhaps because I was already used to it— the guilt. Or I was beginning to play a dangerous game.
Whatever it was, I knew I’d need another visit to Dr. Amelia soon.
After the thought, I plunged myself into work. Once the clock ticked five o’clock in the evening, I closed my system for the day. Grabbing my keys, I hurried out the door. I didn’t want to miss my daughter’s bedtime.
