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“Listen, Gavin… I don’t mean to step on toes here but she’s been through a hell of a lot lately and she told me that she ended things with you when she left so I think maybe you should just let her do whatever soul searching she needs to do.”
“She’s not in her right mind!” he bellows into the phone and an image of him raking his hand through his hair pops into my mind. I scowl. Why would I think of that? Did he ever do that when I was around him?
“Just because she doesn’t remember what’s been going on over the last five years doesn’t mean she’s crazy. If you love her, you will respect her wishes.”
Something crashes on the other end of the call. “Bullshit. It’s because I love her that I need to find her. Are you lying to me?”
“All right. I’ve been more than understanding during this situation but now I’m done. You don’t get to call me a liar and bombard me with multiple calls a day. If Juliette wants to speak to you, she’ll reach out. Good-bye.”
She hangs up and shakes her head as I release a breath.
“He sounds…”
“Out of his ever-lovin’ mind? Yeah, he does.”
“Maybe, I should call him…”
Shaking her head, she slaps her hand down on the desk. “Absolutely not. You made your feelings clear and I just reinforced them but he doesn’t care. Calling him only tells him exactly where you are.”
“Do you think he already knows?”
“I think he suspects,” she says. “It’s the first logical place that you would go especially considering where your memory cuts off.”
My teeth sink into my lip. “How long do you think before he figures it out?”
“I don’t know,” she sighs. “I would keep an eye out if I were you. He could already be here and coming to see me at my office probably wasn’t the best idea.”
Shit.
“I’ll be careful,” I assure her with a nod. She sighs as she looks over at the calendar on her desk.
“All right. I’d better get back to work but call me if you need anything, okay? And we’ll get together again soon.”
I stand and toss the trash from my lunch in the basket next to her desk. “Actually, there is one thing you could do for me.”
“Name it, babe.”
“I need to rent an office for my business down here.”
She smiles. “Well, wouldn’t you know, my tenant upstairs just moved out.”
“Here?” I ask, glancing up at the ceiling. She nods.
“Yep. What do you say? Want to see it?”
“Absolutely.”
She stands and walks around the desk before linking her arm through mine and leading me back to a long hallway next to the lobby with two elevator doors. She presses the up button.
“So, the footprint of the second floor is basically the same as this and below us is the employee parking garage so you won’t have to pay for parking somewhere else.”
I nod as the doors slide open and we step in the car, excitement coursing through my veins. It will be so nice to get back to work not only because I need something to do in my day but because I’m so eager to learn all about this business I’ve put my blood, sweat, and tears into for the past five years.
“What do you know about my company?” I ask her and she glances over at me with a wide smile on her face.
“I know you’re freaking killing it and I’ve even seen some of your pieces on some of the upper class women here in Baton Rouge.”
My eyes widen. “Really?”
