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Twenty-One
Flynn’s thunderous mood only grew darker as the evening grew later. The moment last week in his office when Sabrina confronted him still banged in his head like a gong, vibrating from every limb and causing his fingertips to tingle.
Granted, he hadn’t handled it well. He’d told her under no circumstances was she dumping him on his ass when they were just getting started.
That hadn’t gone over well, and if he hadn’t been simultaneously pissed off and hurt by her suggestion to stop seeing him, he could’ve predicted as much. It seemed they’d both succeeded during their break from the office. Sabrina stopped his metamorphosis into his father and he’d convinced her to put herself first.
She didn’t want him. Not anymore, anyway.
He made himself respect her decision. Even when she left crying and told him she always cried when she was angry and not to read too much into it.
After the explosion in his office, Reid and Gage barged in to offer their two cents, a.k.a., find out what the hell had happened.
Flynn hadn’t told them everything, so they were probably still confused about why Sabrina left crying and never came back. They blamed him, and since he’d behaved like a horse’s ass, he didn’t blame them for blaming him. He’d digressed to pre-Valentine’s Day Flynn, and felt every inch the corporate piranha he used to be. He wore a dark suit, a darker outlook, and palpable anger wafted off him like strong cologne.
How the hell else was he supposed to feel when Sabrina had come into his office, looking beautiful and sexy, and then broke up with him? He’d been yearning for her so badly, he could scarcely get her out of his head and she’d been ruminating on the best way to let him down easy.
She’d called what they had a fling.
What a load of crap.
She’d emailed him the morning after their argument telling him she was taking a “leave of absence,” without an end date. He’d been sure she’d come to her senses in a day or two.
Unfortunately, the week had passed as slowly as the ice caps melting, and her office remained empty and dark. There was a lack of sunshine in Seattle, and he blamed that on her, as well. Even when Seattle wasn’t sunny, which was almost always, Sabrina brought her own light with her.
It wasn’t only that he missed her, or that he’d been forced to outsource some of their marketing for the time being, it was that she was...gone.
Gone from the office, gone from his bed. Gone from his life. Her absence was like a shadow stretched over his soul.
Waiting for her to come to her senses was taking a lot longer than he’d thought.
He rubbed grainy eyes and shut his laptop, considering what to do next. At that moment Gage darkened his office door.
“Did you call her yet or what?” Gage sat in the guest chair, looking tired from the long day. The workload that hadn’t been outsourced had fallen to Gage and Reid.
“I have not.”
“Reid and I tossed a coin to find out which one of us was going to come in here and ask the question we promised not to ask you.”
Flynn pressed his lips together. Saying nothing was the safest response. As expected, Gage didn’t let him get away with it.
“More than hanky-panky went on in your apartment, didn’t it?” He lifted one eyebrow and paired it with a smug smile. “You guys rushed in, expected a little slap and tickle, and ended up falling flat on your faces.”
Before Flynn could decide how loud to yell, Reid stepped into the room.
“What our fine cohort is trying to say is that you two kids accidentally fell in love with each other, and neither of you have admitted it.”
Flynn blinked at his friend, unsure what to make of his assessment. It wasn’t as if Reid went around accusing people of falling in love. He’d sooner die than bring up the topic of love at all.
“We’re not blind.” Gage tilted his head slightly and admitted, “Okay, we were blind for a while. But after that outburst between you and Sabrina in your office—”
“And the fact that she left crying and hasn’t returned,” Reid interjected.
“We caught on.”
Reid sat in the chair next to Gage and they each pinned Flynn with questioning expressions. No, not questioning. Expectant. And what the hell was Flynn supposed to say?
He’d been accused of falling in love with his best friend. The same best friend who’d come into his office on this day last week and told him she didn’t want anything to do with him. What would either of them say if they knew that the month he’d spent with Sabrina had been the best one of his life? What would his buddies say if they knew the truth—that he’d never experienced sex the way he’d experienced it with Sabrina?
