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I shake myhead.
But as the game continues and I watch my phone, seeing she still hasn't texted back, I grow more convinced I need tointervene.
It’s not even the thought of her cursing me somewhere—it’s that she might have decided not to think of me atall.
And that’sunacceptable.
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"I'msure we can work this out," I say into the phone. "I know the past few weeks I haven't been as available as usual. But that will change goingforward."
"I'm sorry, Daisy. It's a critical time for us, and we need to know you're going to be enough to service ourbusiness."
The client hangs up, and I stare at thephone.
“What happened?” Rena asks from my officedoor.
I square my shoulders. "Connexion. They steppedback."
"But they've been with you three years." She tries to hide the grimace butfails.
This week has gone from stellar to suckyfast.
I've tried to catch up with my other clients today, with varying degrees of effectiveness, and I put hiring for two positions on hold, but I need to make a decision on one because the candidates are waiting. I also need to talk with our landlord about retrofitting thekitchen.
The only saving grace was the article for the Vane wedding came through this morning, and it's fantastic. I sent it to Richard but haven't heard back, which killed my enthusiasmsomewhat.
This will be worth it. That's the mantra I've been repeating, but it's beenhard.
Maybe because personal issues are bleeding into workones.
For a week after returning from the Vineyard, Ben and I were inseparable. It was starting to feel as if we were dating, even when no one waslooking.
Especially when no one waslooking.
The looks that man can give a woman from across the table should beillegal.
But since we went to see his mom, he shut down. No “thanks for going with me.” No “sorry I was a royaldick.”
It’s not that going to see his mom was a hardship, because his mom’s a sweetheart. But I thought we'd progressed past the point where he’d give me a hard time for being in hislife.
He texted me last night with a picture of Jet when he was at Hunter's for poker, along with some throwawaycomment.
I didn'trespond.
"You sure you're okay?" Rena prods, now joined by Kendall, and I snap out ofit.
I might be in a fake relationships but I can still talk to my actual friends about it. I tell them about going to visit hismom.
Kendall nods. “Logan thinks his mom walks on water, which can be a different problem. He still looks at me hard when I offer an opinion on her or theirrelationship."
Rena weighs in. “Guys always freak out when they realize you’re in theirlife.”
“I’ve been in Ben’s life a long time,” Icontend.
“But not really in his life. I’m guessing Ben’s default setting is ‘no sleeping over,’ ‘no meeting the mom,’ ‘no weighing in on my work or my life.’ He’ll figure it out, realize this is a newnormal.”
Or he’ll decide I’m in too far and shove meout.
