Page 152 of Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)


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She fakes a smile. “This way, please.”

I follow her through the office and people stop what they are doing to look over, at me. I keep my eyes on the floor. I’m so nervous, I can hardly lift my head.

She opens the last door and fakes a smile.

“Thank you.” I look nervously into the office, and there he sits behind a large black desk made of wood and glass. He’s wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and a pink tie, looking as edible as I’ve ever seen him. His eyes rise to meet mine and his jaw clenches.

The door shuts behind me.

“Hi,” I say nervously, twisting my fingers in front of me.

His eyes hold mine, and he rolls a pen across the desk with four fingers. “Hi.”

I walk around and sit on the desk in front of him, watching as he leans back in his chair.

“I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions.”

He stares at me, devoid of emotion.

“I’m sorry.”

He nods once.

“But I’m not the only one in the wrong here,” I add.

He nods again.

“This is where you say sorry, too, Spence.”

“I was only trying to protect you.”

“From her?”

He shrugs.

“Do I need protecting from her?”

He shrugs again and remains silent. I don’t think he knows what to say.

“I saw the key was missing, and then you called to say you weren’t coming home.”

“I know how this looks.” He sighs.

“Then why are you angry with me?”

“I’m not angry, I’m disappointed.”

“That I thought you were with somebody else?” I frown.

“Yes. Why would you think that? Have I given you any reason to doubt me?”

“No, baby,” I whisper as I crawl onto his lap.

“This is about your ten years with Sheridan,” I say softly. “I don’t know how to compete with that kind of history, Spence, and it scares the hell out of me.”

He slides his hand up my thigh. “I told you I’m not in love with her.”

I smile softly. “You said you loved me.”

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