Page 10 of Don't Lie to Me
“He was up late – there’s no way he’ll hear us,” she said, reading my mind and still bouncing up and down in her chair.
“Tell me. You have to tell me what happened.”
I scrunched my nose trying to figure out how much to share. She worked for Jack too and I didn’t know what was appropriate since we both worked for him. He also knew she was my best friend and we told her each other everything. Surely he wouldn’t be too upset to know that I spilled what happened to her. It was a risk I was willing to take.
“I drank too much at the Irish pub next to Frenzio’s and he drove me home. He kissed me when we got to my door.”
“And….how was it?”
I looked back at the door, remembering how it felt when his large chest pushed mine against the wall, how hot it made me feel when he moaned into my mouth and held onto to the back of my neck with his strong hand. It was amazing.
“It was the best and absolute worst kiss of my entire life.” I groaned in frustration and then dropped my forehead into my hands on the table. “It was incredible. Hot, passionate….I don't think I've ever had a more powerful, mind-blowing kiss in my life.” I groaned again and shook my head, frustrated that I had allowed myself to get a small taste of Jack McMillan. After seeing the regret and remorse that filled his eyes when we finally pulled away, I knew he was never going to touch me again.
“Why was it the worst?” she asked softly. Surprised she wasn’t digging me for more dirt on the good part, I slowly took my head out of my hands.
“You should have seen the way he looked when the kiss stopped.” I opened my mouth and shut it again, not wanting to relive the worst part. “He told me to forget it ever happened and that he shouldn’t have done it in the first place. I’ve never seen him look so sick to his stomach.”
I got up from my chair and went to refill my coffee cup, replaying the scene in my head the entire time.
“Well that sucks. I’ve seen the way he looks at you when he thinks no one is looking. Personally I’m surprised it took him this long to make his move on you.”
I shook off her ridiculous statement. Before last night, Jack had never given any indication that he was at all interested in me. But if not, then what the hell happened last night? He couldn’t have been upset about Jessica. He never let a woman get to know him enough to care what they thought. Macy and I were potentially the only exception to that rule, and even then, he was always friendly but purely professional. Everything personal I learned about him was through Google and Macy’s connections through the country club. Besides the small glimpses he allowed people to see, he kept his private life and past locked up tighter than Fort Knox.
“I think you’re seeing things again.”
“And I think he likes you. And he adores Logan. I don’t know what caused him to finally make a move on you last night, but trust me; he’ll realize it was a mistake to push you away.”
I turned to her and smiled softly. “And what am I supposed to do then? How am I supposed to see him at his condo tomorrow, when I can still feel his lips on mine today?”
She shrugged simply. “Ignore him. Pretend it never happened just like he said. It’ll drive him crazy.”
“Maybe I should just forget it. I don’t want to be just another three-date girl, and I have Logan to think about. He’s crazy about Jack, and I’d hate to risk the relationship they have.”
Macy bent down and picked up her purse before slipping her ballet flats on her feet. When she reached the door, she turned to me with a mischievous smile. “Maybe it could end up being a great, happily ever after relationship and the reward would be well worth the risk. Ever think of that?”
Ever since his lips left mine that was the only thing I could think about.
I wasn't about to tell her that.
My silence apparently spoke for itself because she simply wiggled her fingers at me and started walking out the door. “I’m going to go home and wake Tate up so he can cook me some breakfast. Have fun at work tomorrow.”
She closed the door before I could tell her to shut up. Smart girl, I thought, and then frowned into my coffee cup. Ignore Jack and simply pretend last night never happened. I had been pretending for what seemed like forever that I wasn’t interested in him at all. How hard could it be just to keep on pretending?
I set my coffee cup down on the counter harder than necessary and jumped at my own annoyance for letting him affect me so much. It was just one kiss with a guy. It’s not like I hadn’t had my share of kisses and hook-ups over the years.
Go to work and pretend it never happened. I could totally do that.
Two hours later once my laundry was finishing up, Logan had eaten breakfast and we had both showered for the day, I was bored out of my mind playing my fifth game of UNO.
“How about we play something else?” I asked him, trying to hide my boredom. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the game. And I did absolutely love that my son could spend hours playing cards, board games and with his toys instead of solely focusing on our video game system, but I just wasn’t in the mood today. I needed something to take my mind off going to work the next day.
I laughed when Logan whined for just one more game.
“Puh-lease, mommy?” I couldn’t resist his chubby cheeks and smile.
“Okay. One more, but then I want to go do something. The zoo maybe?”
Logan’s face lit up like the Fourth of July fireworks. I took that as a yes, and dealt out seven cards to each of us for hopefully, my last game of cards for the day.