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He nodded. “Pey?”
Peyton dug his phone out of his pocket, tapped a few times, and put it up to his ear. “Are you in a meeting? Good, can you run out with Dom to pick up lunch?” Peyton pulled the phone away for a second. I could hear Greer yelling at him. “Thank you, Greer,” Peyton said over him and hung up. “Greer will meet you at your desk.”
“Dick move,” Dominic stated. “I can take care of myself.”
“I know. Can you humor me?”
Dominic sighed and shut the door.
“Why did you do that?” I asked. “Dom’s gone on so many lunch runs he could own a catering company.”
“I look after who’s mine.”
“And Dominic’s yours?”
“Yup.” He said it so easily, so casually. How did he do that? How was he so certain?
I had two men who both wanted me. My best friend was in love with me. Before this week, I considered myself straight. Now I had not one, but two men who wanted to call me theirs.
I hadn’t belonged to anyone outside of my family. After my dad died, I leaned heavily on Peyton and Greer. They held me up when I couldn’t stand on my own, two solid pillars, never yielding in their support of me.
“I don’t know how to do this,” I said softly. “I don’t know how to be in a relationship, let alone with two people.”
“Do you want one of us and not the other?”
“No, that’s not it. The two of you are so entwined in my head, I couldn’t separate you if I tried.”
“It’s not conventional,” Peyton said. “If you do want this, we’re going to get looks from others. They’re going to talk about us like Dominic said. They won’t understand how you’re suddenly bi and with two men.”
“When was the last time I gave a solitary fuck about what anyone thought of my personal life?”
“You didn’t have one before. We’re offering it to you. It not only will change things here, but at home, wherever you go. You’re not a no one. You’re well-known, especially in Dremest.”
I waved him off. “I don’t care about any of that.” I didn’t, it was the truth. People could say whatever they wanted to about me. Their opinions didn’t matter. My investments, the other things I took over after my dad died, I didn’t worry about that either. It was this business. I felt closer to my dad here and couldn’t bear to let that go. Not that they were asking me to.
The heat was already on me, thanks to this shit with JJ. I didn’t have to make him a vice president. If the position was lower, Jordan would make his displeasure known. Dealing with him was the last thing I wanted right now.
There was this annoying tiny voice in my mind saying Jordan wouldn’t stay in the background for long. That JJ was right and somehow, some way, Jordan would get involved. The thought made me sick. I didn’t want him anywhere near this place.
My office door opened, Greer filling the space with his broad body. “Fuck you. Both of you.” He left, closing the door hard before we could reply.
Greer could have been in the middle of working on a project and he dropped it because Peyton asked him to. He was irritated about it, no doubt, but he still did it.
Peyton eventually drifted back to his desk, and I went to mine. I had emails to respond to, calls to return. Time froze when I saw Dominic’s name in my inbox. He didn’t put a subject on it. He didn’t need to.
I steeled myself and opened the email. It was straight to the point, a formality. I forwarded it to my human resources department and asked them to put a rush on finding me a new assistant, internally preferably so they were already familiar with PJS.
Begging Dominic to stay wasn’t an option. The sooner I got a new person in here, the more time he’d have to train them. It was like a knife to my chest thinking about someone else sitting out there, at his desk, doing his job. I wouldn’t be able to trust them like I did Dominic.
I must have zoned out because the next thing I knew, he was standing in front of me with a take-out bag in his hand. He placed it on my desk. “Perry?”
“Sorry. Thank you for getting me lunch.”
“It’s no problem. Listen, about before, I—”
“I don’t want to see you go, Dom, but I won’t hold you back. No one will be able to do what you do here. You’re irreplaceable.”
He looked away and swallowed. I watched his throat work as he did so. “It’s not easy for me either.”
