“Love, the last time you were someone’s assistant I had to talk you off the ledge every day from putting laxatives in his coffee and setting his house on fire.”
I snort. “To be fair, the guy was a dick. I’ve never worked for someone so self-centered and entitled in my life.” I pause. “And that’s saying something considering Jason was my boss for three years.”
“Well, with your history of employers, I’m sure I have nothing to worry about,” she says, the sarcasm evident.
A bark of laughter escapes me. “This man is paying me enough money to turn my cheek to just about everything. Whatever personality he has, I’ll deal with it.”
She dips her head, a small smile grazing her lips before she turns to the TV and searches for a crime documentary she hasn’t watched.
I thought about telling her who he works for,whyexactly he’s paying me so much, and why I have to sign an NDA thicker than my forearm. But to bring up my father in front of my mom…she’s endured enough heartbreak for the day.
Though we never verbally acknowledged it, we both seemingly agreed to never speak about him. I suppose we didn’t want to waste our breath on such a coward. Hence why she doesn’t need to know I’ll be working for one of the members of her cowardly ex-husband's favorite ice hockey team.
As she settles on a local telling of an unsolved crime in Colorado from the 2000s, I turn to her, speaking before I truly think about what I’m saying. I don’t have to, not when this feeling in my gut is screaming at me to utter the words.
“I’m not going to renew my lease at the end of the month.”
“How come? Did you find another apartment you like better?” she asks.
“I’m going to move in here.”
Her eyes widen, reading every emotion that flickers across my face. I’m not sure what I show, either the panic that’s driving me to never leave her side, the longing for the life events I refuse to think I’ll experience without her, or the hope that she will say yes so I can spend my nights with her, soaking up every second possible.
Whatever the case, her features soften as she melts into the couch. “That sounds like the best news I’ve heard all day, my love.”
Chapter 6
Grayson
Theo Irving
who the hell put a stick up Coach’s ass?
Hudson Mitchel
why? Are you jealous?
Theo Irving
never, dipshit
Logan Johnson
what happened now?
Jack Lewis
the bull is out. Coach’s neck veins are throbbing and everything
Logan Johnson
Irving, what the fuck did you do to piss Coach off?
Theo Irving
why does everyone automatically assume I did something?
Kieran Ashford
