Page 70 of One Night in Vegas


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“My workouts?”

“For the Olympics,” he said, grinning. “I don’t want to kick your ass too badly.”

“I wouldn’t count on that,” I shot back.

“Is everything okay?” He leaned down a little too close.

“Fine,” I said. “I’m busy.”

“Worried about Friday?” he teased.

“Nope.”

I refused to look at him. He eventually got the hint and went back to his office. I was so confused about all this. What was I going to do?

There was one person who I trusted to give me solid advice without a lot of bias. I sent my mom a quick text and asked her if we could meet for dinner. She immediately replied with an invitation to go to her place. I quickly accepted.

I managed to avoid Jon the rest of the day. I saw him, but I didn’t spend any time with him. I was packing my things up when he returned to my desk and simply stared at me.

“Do you need something?” I asked.

“Did I do something?” he replied.

“Nope. Not at all. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I left him standing at my desk while I walked out of the office. I wasn’t going to get caught up in a long conversation with him. I couldn’t. I didn’t have the patience to deal with him. When I got to my mom’s house, I felt a sense of relief before I ever talked to her.

“Have a seat,” she said. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“So, you know the guy,” I started.

“Is this the Vegas guy?” she asked with a smile. She knew the story well. I had poured my heart out to her on more than one occasion.

“Yes,” I said. “I work for him. Things have been, uh, interesting.”

“You’re sleeping with him,” she said with a nod. “I think we both knew that was going to happen.”

I sighed. “I suppose we did, but I was in denial. I think I actually thought I would be able to stay away from him.”

“And now you don’t?”

“And now I don’t know what I’m doing,” I said. “I had dinner with Brandon. He knows Jon. Or knew him. He did not have anything positive to say.”

“He knows him?”

“Yes,” I said. “They ran in the same social circle. He said Jon was a total womanizer. I had no idea they were friends or knew each other. Brandon said he would never let me near a guy like Jon. He does not care for him. He said Jon and his friend had a different woman every night. What if that’s all I was? All I am? All those things he said could be a line. I felt so bad about what I did and then I find out it was nothing but words. He only said it to get me in bed. I’m such a fool.”

“How long ago did your brother hang out with Jon?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I said, shrugging. “Ten years ago. Five years ago.”

“Well, this is a little something I know about people with my many years on this earth,” she said, smiling. “I know it doesn’t sound like it, but your twenties are a very small step above your teens. The choices we make in our twenties are often a little selfish and careless. A twenty-something is new to the world of being an adult. Things are said and done that may not be the best choices. That doesn’t mean everyone is the same person they were in their twenties. I don’t think it’s fair to use something the man said or did ten years ago to judge him today.”

“But what if he hasn’t changed?”

“And what if he has?” she countered.

“I don’t know,” I groaned. “He’s a wild card. I don’t know what to think. I should have stayed away. This is only going to end bad. I don’t know what I was thinking. My little plan to get at him all seems so ridiculous now.”

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