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“Office manager?”
I nodded and handed her the paper I’d typed up and printed while she’d been busy. It outlined what I expected of her. She took it and read through the bullet points one by one, asking questions here and there.
When we worked through it all, I looked at her expectantly. She was still looking at the paper, turning it over in her mind.
“What do you think?” I asked after she’d been silent for a while.
Rena looked up at me, her brown eyes big and dark. Her expression was unreadable. What was going through her mind?
“I think this is a great step,” Rena said, and I grinned.
“I think so, too. I was thinking you could start your new position on Monday.”
“So soon?” Rena asked. “What about having a secretary? Shouldn’t we take the time to get one for you?”
I shook my head. “We’ll figure it out.”
I had hoped Rena would be ecstatic about the news. I was pulling all the strings to make it happen for her. She didn’t seem as excited about the promotion as I thought she would be. Was it because of how we’d ended the evening last night? Or maybe it was because she had so much on her mind with the PI and finding out that she had a sister.
I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but we didn’t know each other in that way. I was her boss. I was her lover. But I wasn’t her friend. I wanted to be able to be there for her, to feel at liberty to ask what was bugging her. Where were all these weird feelings coming from? Since when did I care about the women I was fucking?
After Rena and I discussed the work a little more, the meeting ended and she left my office to get back to work. I watched her walk away, her beautiful form moving from side to side, her perfect ass a sight to behold.
I suddenly had a flash of her as the mother of my children. Pregnant, babies, the whole thing. The idea of having kids with her popped into my mind out of nowhere. I entertained the idea for only a moment before I shook my head, trying to get rid of it. Where had that come from? I had never thought about having a family like this. When I had been with Gina, so long ago it was another life now, I hadn’t thought past the idea of marrying her.
What was more, the thought of Rena having kids didn’t scare me. I didn’t want a family, but the idea of having one with Rena didn’t make me want to run the other way. Where I had been terrified of any commitment with other women—even sex more than once or twice was a big no—the thought of having a family with Rena should have scared me shitless. But it didn’t.
That was something to think about. I didn’t know why I felt this way about Rena, why commitment and children and a family didn’t scare me the way it usually did. Rena was different than any woman I had been with before. I wanted to know her, every side of her. Mentally, emotionally, physically. I wanted to be close to her, as friends and not just lovers. I wanted to be able to be there for her when she was going through tough times.
I wanted to pay for things to spoil her.
None of it made sense. I had to get a handle on myself before I said or did something I regretted. Although, I wasn’t sure if I would regret being with Rena in that way.
No. I pushed the thoughts as far away as I could. This was not going to happen. I was being ridiculous. I was bored, seduced by a pretty face and fucking good sex. Nothing about what we were doing could be a long-term thing.
And as soon as I walked away from Rena, once I was done with her, I would realize that being alone was what I was best at.
Chapter 17
Rena
The promotion was great. And I was excited about it. I’d been happy as a secretary, but to get noticed without trying was a wonderful feeling. Still, I had so much on my mind it was hard to be super excited about it.
Apart from when he told me about the promotion, I didn’t really see much of Brent. It had only been a few hours that we’d been together at work since last night, and there was a lot that needed to be done. It wasn’t like we could spend all day cuddling or something.
But the atmosphere between us was definitely tense. It was such a big contrast to last week and how we’d been together while we were in Boston. I felt it, and it stung a bit. I knew he was freaked-out about the condom breaking, and he had every right to be. It was a big deal—he’d made a point of using protection, and it had failed him. It wasn’t something anyone planned for. No one put on a condom thinking it would break.
