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“You wouldn’t do that,” I said incredulously.
“Try me. I want my little girl happy.”
“And you think I can do that? Make her happy?” I asked, feeling the need for some reassurance.
“I think you might be the only man who can. Don’t waste that,” Richard warned.
I tilted my head, wondering if he was trying to matchmake me with his daughter, but at this point, it didn’t matter.
I had to tell Magda how I felt. It was the only way to get closure on this whole thing. I was almost completely sure she didn’t feel the same way and she would reject me outright, but I had to tell her anyway. It would weigh on me forever if I didn’t.
I took in a deep breath and went toward Magda’s office.
MAGDA
I sat in my office,staring blankly at the wall, wondering what I ever did in here before I started working with Roarke. All my court cases were a few weeks out, and now that we’d wrapped up the Martinez case, I didn’t have anything to work on, really. There was always paperwork to fill out, but I’d already finished everything.
I didn’t even know what to do, and I wished that I was the one leaving instead of Roarke. How was I supposed to stay here, knowing that we’d made love all over this building, and not remember him? Not ache for him?
I had breakfast with my father and came to work late, and all I could do the whole time we talked was cry. I usually didn’t let my dad in on my love life, but given that it was his best friend, I’d asked for advice.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head, Magpie. I’ll get him to talk to you.”
I tilted my head. “How are you going to do that?”
My father smiled. “I have my ways,” he said mysteriously.
I guessed he must have, because a couple of hours after arriving at the office, Roarke knocked on my door.
“Come in,” I called from behind the desk, and he walked in and shut the door.
“Listen, Magda, about this morning—”
“I know. It was a mistake. The last time. It won’t happen again,” I said quickly, not wanting to hear him say it.
Roarke set his jaw. “Is that how you feel?”
“How doyoufeel, Roarke? That’s what I need to know.”
He sighed, searching my face.
“I don’t know how to tell you,” he said softly.
“Just... just saysomething, Roarke. Tell me it was all a fling. Tell me it was all in my head, that how I feel is one-sided.”
Roarke’s eyes settled on mine. “What do you mean, what you feel?”
“I’m inlovewith you, Roarke,” I whispered defeated, and Roarke jumped as if I had yelled it.
“No, you’re not,” he said incredulously, and I laughed bitterly.
“Oh, so you get to tell me how to feel, now?”
“Magda,” he started, and I held up a hand.
“I know you don’t love me, so just go. You can leave now, because I don’t want to hear how big a mistake you made with me—”
“You got it all wrong, Magda. Because I love you, too,” he said flatly, and I paused, looking down at my desk instead of at him.
