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“I’m fine, still at work. I have to work a little late.”
“With who?”
“JC. A client that I thought I was done with asked for a rewrite. I need to get this out of my hair because I have tons more to do.”
“Is anyone else working late?”
Do I detect a note of jealousy in his voice?
“Nikki,” I lie.
“Okay. How was your day?”
“Good, busy. Megan is coming tomorrow to sleep at the loft.”
“I completely forgot about that. Will she be staying all weekend?”
“No, back to Jersey on Saturday. She’ll be gone before you get home, I think.”
“I’m sorry to miss her.”
No, you aren’t. Noah doesn’t like Megan very much. He says she’s like my father and sticks her nose into everyone’s business. I see it as she is protecting me. I wonder what she’ll say when I tell her what I found out, or should I even tell her?
“I’ll let her know you said hello.”
“I have to go. We’re heading out on to do some fishing.”
“Be careful, and I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
Finally, I get some sentiment. He hangs up, and I sit at my desk deciding what to do first. JC knocks at my door to ask if I want to order Chinese. I was hoping I would be able to eat at home tonight.
“I guess so. If I don’t, I’ll be starving by the time I get home.”
“Should I order your favorite?”
“You remember my favorite?”
“With the number of times you ate it, I should.”
He smirks, and I nod my head while he orders. It’s impressive he remembers my favorite is coconut shrimp and spring rolls. It has been almost seven years since we broke up.
When the food comes, I’m famished. JC won’t let me pay for any of it, and that annoys me. We aren’t dating and I can more than afford a meal. I wish he were this way when we were together. Back then he was always short of money and continually borrowing from me. That is until he got the director’s job.
“Lexi? Are you alright?”
I’m deep in thought and didn’t hear a word he said.
“I’m sorry. I was thinking about something.”
“What? When we used to eat dinner on that small coffee table we had. Remember?”
“I do. We did have some fun times.”
We had fun times, but we also had horrible times. JC could always seem to bring the worst out of me, especially when he wandered in drunk reeking of some woman’s perfume. Then the arguments would start, and he would pass out in our bed, snoring so loud that I ended up sleeping on the pillows in the living room.
I kept telling myself he would change. In the morning, he would sweet talk my panties off, and we would have phenomenal sex. I think I was addicted to the sex and that’s why I forgave him all the time.
