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“Hmmm,” Jade said. “Yeah, I see that side of it. Okay, boys. We’ve bugged Chloe enough. Out.”

That was too easy in her eyes and the three of them left, but five minutes later, Jade returned and popped her head in. “Yes?” Chloe asked.

“Woman to woman, I get it more than you are saying. I’m here if you want to talk, but I know you won’t. Keep it up.”

There was nothing to say and she didn’t bother. She knew Jade couldn’t have figured out that she was just sleeping with Royce but probably suspected the two of them had something going on the side they were keeping quiet about.

Megan came in next. “Hey. How have you been?”

“Good,” she said. Megan liked to visit. “How is Jonah doing?”

“He’s all better now. So are we,” Megan said.

“That’s good to hear. It’s times like this that make me realize it’s nice to be single.”

Megan grinned. “I used to say that too. And trust me when I tell you that it’s nice to come and go when you want, but it’s better to have someone there for you too. As you know, Jonah and I don’t see much of each other. He’s at the gym all the time. I go there to work out and we see each other, but we don’t live together.”

“Yet,” Chloe said. She figured that was coming next.

“Yet,” Megan said. “Neither of our places is big enough. I do stay there a few nights and now he’s talking about looking for a house. Things are coming along. My point is, I get to have plenty of my me time and still get Jonah in my life. There is a way to get it all.”

“Compromise,” she said, laughing.

“Something like that,” Megan said. “What’s so funny?”

“My mother has been shoving that word down my throat for years. Guess I just need to find my Jonah then.”

“Well, you know Royce works a lot. You’d get plenty of me time. I feel like there is more going on than you are saying.”

Was she not doing that good of a job of hiding things? “What makes you ask that?”

“I don’t know,” Megan said. “You’re always private and quiet at times and dance to your beat, but you do share.”

“Not much to share,” she said. She wouldn’t feel guilty about that either. She didn’t share often when she dated and this was no different. Just because everyone’s eyes were on her meant nothing to her.

“I’m not so sure. I get it though. Maybe it’s the Fierces are batting a thousand so everyone is just waiting for them to be right again regardless of how much someone fights it.”

She let out a sigh. That thought hadn’t popped into her head yet and it should have. It could be everyone could wait them out. More power to them. She was doing things her way.

“If there is something to report, I’ll let you know.”

“Do you promise?” Megan asked.

“I do,” she said. Friends with benefits weren’t what she’d report to anyone, so again, the guilt wasn’t going to be there.

Chloe went back to work and hoped for no more interruptions until Royce showed up in a few hours. He’d be here between three and four and she left for the day most times around five. He was going home to shower, he’d said, and then they would meet at her place. It’d give her time to do the same and cook dinner for them. Whether they had food before or after had yet to be determined though.

At two, she walked up front to see if there was anything in her mailbox. She didn’t get mail here, but other employees dropped things in there. It was better than hunting people down or leaving stuff on desks if they couldn’t be sent electronically.

She pulled a few pieces of paper out, some of it fliers for things in the building. There were renters on other floors and this wasn’t uncommon.

What was uncommon was a letter addressed to her with no return address on it. Well, it was addressed to Fierce Engineering then attention to her.

She brought everything back to her office. She got junk here at times too and figured it was nothing more than that.

When she opened it and pulled the handwritten letter out she wished it were junk.

It was from Emily Bask. Her birth mother. She knew the name. She’d always known, but hadn’t really cared one way or another.

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