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“You could tell him about your ideas.”
My head drops back against the couch as I laugh up to the ceiling.
Cal’s brows pull together. “What?”
“There’s a reason I never told him about my transfer request.”
“I know that. But things will be different now. I can guarantee it.”
“Because I’m marrying him?”
He nods, which makes me laugh harder.
He shoots me a serious look. “You have something Rowan doesn’t have.”
“If you say vagina, I’ll make you regret not having one.”
He winces. “Jesus. I was going to say a marriage contract.”
I laugh. “As if that means anything.”
“Maybe not yet but give it time. If there is anyone Declan has a soft spot for, it’s you.”
“You consider this having a soft spot?” I wave a hand over the entire table covered in papers.
“You could quit. Take your ideas and start somewhere fresh.”
“I can’t leave him right now. Our relationship complicates things.”
Cal shakes his head. “No, it doesn’t. Actually, if anything, it makes all the more sense for you to leave. It’s a conflict of interest to work for your husband.”
I sigh. “He needs me.”
“He doesn’t need anyone. He makes it pretty damn clear every time anyone says so.” Cal speaks with a little more of an agitated tone than I’m used to.
“He doesn’t even know how to operate a printer on his own.”
“He doesn’twantto know how.”
“Why?”
“Because what else would you be useful for?” He grins.
I grab a pillow and launch it at Cal’s stupid face.
“For your information, I just caught a mistake on Declan’s quarterly report.” I point at a misspelled word.
“Children with dyslexia around the world are rejoicing at your success story.”
I flip him off with a smile. “I don’t know why I ever admitted the truth to you.”
“Because you needed a shoulder to cry on after Declan ripped you a new one after your unforgivable typo.”
My hands covering my face muffle my groan. “You promised to never bring that up again.” It was my first month as Declan’s assistant and he nearly fired me for one mistake. I could have confessed the truth to him, but admitting my weakness seemed like a betrayal to myself. Like I couldn’t handle the intense work environment because of a learning disorder I spent my whole life trying to fix. So rather than ask Declan for accommodations, I work harder to achieve his standards.
Like reviewing reports on a Sunday.
Why struggle with a work-life balance when I can make my entire life my job?
