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And here we are. ” I wiped the tears falling down my cheeks.
“Here we are. ” Jack reached out his hand, brushing his thumb along my jaw.
“I can’t believe that was all last night. How is it possible that it feels like so long ago?” I asked, feeling like a freaking lunatic.
He sighed before responding. “Because today has been like six months all rolled into one single day. I’m fucking exhausted. ”
“Me too. ” I laughed.
Scanning his muscular body with my eyes, I was momentarily distracted when he asked, “Do you think I should call Sal’s cousin tomorrow? I mean, do you think setting up a driver is a good idea?”
I nodded my head before answering. “I do, actually. I think it’s a great idea. You should see if you can hire him exclusively. ”
“So he wouldn’t drive anyone else around?”
“No. Not like that,” I tried to explain, my brain literally pinging with fatigue. “Just see if having the same driver all the time is an option. I think it would be beneficial if we only had one person taking us places. ”
“Us?” He raised his eyebrows, taunting me.
“Fine. I’ll hire my own driver,” I shot back.
Jack lunged, pinning me beneath him as he planted a kiss on my nose. “Like hell you will. He’ll be our driver. If I like him, that is. ”
“Fine. ”
“Fine? You’re not gonna give me some sort of smartass comment, like ‘What if I like him and you don’t?’ Just, fine?”
“Sorry. I’m too tired to pretend argue. ” I yawned, unable to hide my fatigue any longer.
“Bed?” he asked, his eyebrows wiggling.
“Yes. But for sleeping. ”
“OK, Kitten. For sleeping. ”
Monday afternoon, the phone at my desk rang incessantly, begging me to pick it up. The words Front Lobby displayed across the small screen and I reached to grab it before it stopped.
“This is Cassie”
“Hi, Cassie. Your driver is here. ”
My what?
Oh, right. Sal’s cousin.
“OK, thank you. Can you tell him I’ll be right down?”
“Of course. See you soon. ”
I hung up the phone without saying good-bye and shoved into my purse the camera Jack had bought me after my original one was stolen the night I was mugged at Fullton State. I rushed to file my last-minute photos into their corresponding online folders before speed walking to the elevator.
“Have fun tonight, Cassie. ” Joey’s broad Boston accent filled the air, and I turned quickly toward him.
An uncomfortable blush crept over my cheeks. “Thanks, Joey,” I said with a tight smile. “See you tomorrow. ” I pressed the elevator button, wishing it would hurry up and retrieve me. Working with Joey now that Jack was back in my life wasn’t necessarily the most relaxed of situations. I should have added a rule number five to my list after that night: Never date someone you work with. Because when it ends badly, it’s awkward for everyone. And there’s no escape.
The elevator dinged, and I stepped inside the crowded space. Squeezing my way in, I sandwiched myself between two men who thankfully didn’t smell terrible. Each time the elevator stopped and the doors opened, the people waiting on the other side realized it was too crowded for them to enter. They would step away as I offered a sympathetic smile, the doors closing. This happened repeatedly for twenty floors until we reached the lobby.
Finally free from playing sardine, I bolted into the lobby, looking for a driver who resembled Sal, complete with overstuffed belly and kind eyes. I scanned the room before stopping on a tall, striking man dressed in a black suit and tie. A pair of black sunglasses rested on top of his spiky dark hair, and even through his suit, I could make out the muscular body lurking underneath.
