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And too much fun.
The satisfaction I got from riling up JoJo almost wasn’t fair. But I enjoyed it too much to stop.
She’d seemed placated with the agreement I presented and signed in front of her. I’d done it to soften the blow of the bill, then gathered my things and left.
As hard as she’d fought to get me to stay the first time I’d tried to leave, she didn’t protest when I announced I was going the second time.
There must have been something in that tea. For a few minutes, we’d gotten along. It had actually been... not so bad.
But I couldn’t seem to help myself when it came to goading her, so I’d done the reasonable thing and gotten the hell out of there.
I hesitated as I unlocked the door of my apartment.
Had I ever gone in without doing that?
It felt like I had a mountain on my shoulders as I pushed the door open. The foyer lights were on dim. I’d told the housekeeper over and over not to leave the lights on, but she insisted no one should come home to a dark house.
Clearly, she hadn’t seen my power bill.
You are such a cheapskate.
I’d come by it honestly. My father didn’t allow lights on in rooms we weren’t using when I was growing up and my grandparents were even worse. They’d keep the heat on sixty in the dead of winter.
See, JoJo. I’m doing my part to save the environment.
I dropped my briefcase by the front door. Why had I insisted she personally drop off the signed papers? Of course I did things electronically now. It saved a ton of time.
She’d been back in my life for a few days and it was already more interesting than the years since I’d last seen her.
She irritated me. She challenged me.
And when she was around, I didn’t feel quite so hollow.
Yep. There was definitely something in that tea.
I had a load of work to do but was no longer in the frame of mind to concentrate. JoJo was front and center of my thoughts. I couldn’t make her go away... not that I’d put much effort into that.
Why did you leave?
I couldn’t stay. Couldn’t be around her for more than small doses. There was just something about her that made me spin. Made me off-balance. Out of control.
I liked it too much.
And... I hated it.
I yanked on my tie as I strode through the cavernous apartment to my bedroom. Not the master, though by most standards it could qualify as one. I hadn’t shared a bed with my ex since... well... not that long after we’d gotten married.
Apparently, I was a masochist.
Would that woman ever leave my head?
I owed JoJo some thanks for consuming more of my thoughts lately.
“Dammit.” I tossed my watch on the dresser, the clatter unsatisfying.
“I thought you’d be happy to see me.”
Everything in me tensed. How had I not noticed earlier?
