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Me: I’ve had a lot to drink, I’m sorry. Please call me.
My phone buzzed with her response.
Saylor: What’s wrong? Are you already finished with the girl you were with today? Looking for some afternoon fun and can’t find anyone so you figured you’d insult me? You’re so good at that, after all.
I stared at her text. Everything about it made me angry. I hit her number and walked briskly out to my balcony that overlooked the city.
“I’m busy, Mason.”
“With who? And if you’re so busy, why did you answer your phone?”
She let out a bitter laugh. “None of your business. Is this a work emergency?”
I thought about lying. Telling her I needed her at work, and that I’d meet her there. Then I’d strip her bare and fuck her over my desk.
No. That wasn’t what I wanted to do at all. Well, it was a fantasy I prayed like hell would happen in the future. But it wasn’t what I wanted now.
“Can you meet me at my place?” I said the words before my head caught up with my heart.
The line was silent.
“Saylor?”
She cleared her throat. “I, um, I can’t. I’ve made plans for this evening.”
My heart sank. “Right. I’ll see you at work on Monday.”
Hitting ‘End,’ I turned my cell phone off and headed to the bathroom. After taking a hot shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and face-planted onto my bed. It didn’t take long for the alcohol to finally kick in and I passed out until late Sunday morning.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Saylor
THE SOUND OFpeople going about their Monday mornings filled the air around me. I stood in line at the little coffee shop I’d discovered when walking to work a few weeks back. I mindlessly ordered my tea and then slipped out of the shop.
Sunday, I’d done nothing but lie on my couch and sulk. I couldn’t keep doing this. Clearly, I had feelings for Mason. I wasn’t really sure how he felt about me. Honestly, it didn’t even matter. I’d seen him with two different women in less than twenty-four hours. A man like him was clearly a commitment-phobe.
All night Saturday and a part of Sunday, I’d analyzed our phone call. He’d invited me to his place. Why? It wasn’t business related, so what was it? He’d admitted to being drunk. Maybe in his drunken state, he’d thought I’d sleep with him.
Truth be told, I probably would have gone over, and I most definitely would have slept with him. Even knowing he’d been drunk, it would have been worth it just to have a piece of Mason. But I wasn’t lying that night. I’d been out with Mary, and for the first time in months, I’d been having fun. At least until his call. Then all I could do was analyze the shit out of everything he’d said.
Good lord. I’d fallen for the jackass, and I could no longer deny it.
Reaching for my cell in my purse, I hit my mother’s number.
“Saylor, darling, how are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”
My parents lived in Florida. They’d moved there a few years back to get away from the cold and wet weather of Seattle.
“I’m on my way in right now.”
“What’s wrong?”
A small smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. I swear my mother had a sixth sense when it came to me.
“Mom, I need to ask you something.”
“Anything, sweetheart.”
