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He nods. “Booty call.”
“That early?” I smile. Henrik’s one of a kind.
“Yeah. You know Hen. Probably wanted to schedule two in one night.” He shakes his head, killing my player in the process.
We play for almost an hour in complete silence. A silence with an edge minus the suffocation.
One I can handle.
One that makes me go to bed that night feeling much better.
The pain is still there; it hasn’t subdued at all since Damon ended things between us.
To think last weekend, we were all in, and now we’re all out.
Being home with Harvey brings back a sense of normalcy that I need to get through the heartbreak caused by Damon.
Or caused by myself.
He warned me. He told me, didn’t he? Damon told me he’d stomp all over my stupid, naive heart. I just didn’t listen. I didn’t take him seriously. I didn’t understand that all this time I was madly falling for him.
He meant what he said about giving me my own client files. I enjoy these new responsibilities, especially now that I crave a distraction. It doesn’t work in my favor, though, when Damon attends that first meeting with me.
He’s here to supervise me and be my guide, if need be, but I can’t help but notice the way he fondles the pen in his hand, the same hand responsible for leaving me a quivering mess when we slept together.
We meet with two government employees to oversee and report on a few projects. A part of me is excited for this type of work. Damon asked me not long ago if I wanted to do field work, and I thought I wanted to, but the more I’m exposed to the office side of things, the more I love the business part of it.
It incorporates my degree in environmental sciences and biology and adds a touch of business.
“If you need help, you can delegate. Askthatgirl.”
I hide my smile as he rises from his chair. “You mean Marie.”
He gives me a look that sayswhateverand waits for me to follow him out of the boardroom.
The walk back to my desk is a short one, and with one look he manages to completely break me again. I think he’s about to say something, but he heads for his office instead.
My mind is soaking up the memories of his kisses, recalling every word he sent my way, every feeling he invoked in me with the smallest of touches. When he closes his door, I snap back to reality, knowing I have my work cut out for me.
One of the directors we met didn’t waste time, getting her assistant to send me all the materials needed.
I work the afternoon away until my phone vibrates against my desk, and I notice Claire’s name pop up. I’m tempted to ignore her, but I know I can’t.
Harvey won’t get rid of her, and as much as I don’t like them spending so much time together in the space of our home, I know she’s good at what she does.
On paper, Claire is his nurse, helping him with bladder and pill management, even though he can handle both on his own. In reality, she supports him as his PT assistant, using the exercises McKleen prescribes.
But most of all, she makes him step away from video games for a little while and entices him to move.
She even found ways to make him smile and basically have him fall in love with her.
I read her text, in which she asks me out for a late lunch to talk. I check the clock, and since I haven’t eaten yet, and know it’s best to get this over with, I reluctantly agree.
For Harvey’s sake.
I forgo telling Damon, since whomever he’s on the phone with is pressing his buttons.
Besides, it’s Friday.
