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“You’re fired.” The words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them, not that I’d want to.
“What?” she gasps, tears welling in her heavily made-up eyes.
“You heard me. You’re fired. Get your shit and go,” I state bluntly before turning around and heading back to my current project.
Felicity starts to argue and cry, but I ignore her. I hear my dad talking, hopefully taking care of escorting our former employee from the building. Rhenn doesn’t say a word, just tries his damnedest to hide his smile. He fails.
We get the rest of the bench in place and anchor it to the floor. When I’m sliding in the last screw, Dad comes over and stands next to me. “That was blunt.”
“She needed blunt,” I tell him, glancing up at him for the first time. “She gone?”
He nods. “Yeah, I helped her to her car with her bag and purse. She was a bawling mess, probably more for my benefit than because she’s that torn up over losing her job.”
“She’ll be fine. A woman like that will find something else before the end of the day.”
Dad laughs and slaps my back. “You’re probably right. Now, come on, guys. Kitty brought some lunch for all of us.”
“And I can’t wait to see if the cushions fit the bench,” Mom says as she walks up behind Dad, wrapping her arms around his waist. My gut clenches as he gazes down at her as if she hung the moon and all the damn stars. They have the perfect relationship, one I’ve always secretly admired. It’s what I’ve always strived for, wanted for myself, just wasn’t sure I’d ever have.
After eating a quick lunch with the guys and Mom, making sure the cushions fit and are positioned perfectly, and cleaning up the addition, my parents head home to enjoy the rest of their Saturday afternoon. The guys aren’t too far behind them and start to make their way to the door. “Thanks for helping,” I say to each of them, reaching out and shaking their hands before they go.
“Just make this right,” Samuel says with a pointed look.
“I will,” I reassure him, praying I didn’t just tell a lie.
“Good luck,” Jensen adds, slapping me on the back before stepping outside.
“Thanks.”
“You’re gonna need it,” he teases with a wolfish grin.
“According to Marissa, she’s working on inventory tonight,” Rhenn says quietly, yet making sure he’s loud enough I hear.
“Thanks, man,” I tell him with a nod.
As I lock the door, I watch the guys get in their vehicles and head home. Rhenn’s heading home to Marissa, Jensen to his mom’s to get Max, and Samuel off to shower and head back to work. Before flipping off the lights, I take one last peek at the new space that will officially open to customers on Monday.
Hopefully.
There’s one minor tweak yet to be made, or at least I pray like hell it’ll be made. If it doesn’t, then that means I failed. That Harper’s not in my arms. That she’s not in my life for good.
And that’s unthinkable.
I head up to my tiny apartment to shower and get ready for the biggest mission of my life: Operation Win Back The Love of My Life.
It’s going to be a bitch, but I won’t settle for anything less than her in my arms again.
