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“It doesn’t have to be.” She undoes another button. “I can satisfy you, Henley. You need to just forget the world, lose yourself physically. I can be your safe place to fall.”
She opens her shirt to reveal a perfect set of perky breasts. Her stomach is toned, and her body is perfect.
She walks around to my side of the desk and sits on my lap; she cups my face in her hand. “I can make you forget everything. We can leave for Dubai tonight and get away from everything.”
“Jen, what the fuck are you doing?”
“You need this.” She looks down at my lips. “You need me.”
And in this moment, I see it. Clarity.
Crystal clear clarity.
Who I belong with . . . belong to. I’ve known it all along, but still, the realization comes through again.
“I’m in love with Juliet.”
Her eyes search mine.
“I’m sad, Jen. My heart is broken, and I appreciate all that you do for me. But it is not like that between us.”
“We have something, Henley.”
“We do. I know we do. It’s called friendship. A very special friendship.”
“I’ve booked us on the red-eye to Dubai. The flight is at ten.”
“What?” I screw up my face. “What on earth would make you think we’re going to Dubai tonight?”
“You said you wanted to go to Dubai as soon as possible.”
“Not fucking tonight,” I gasp as I throw my laptop into my bag. “I’ve got to get home.”
“To her?” Jenny folds her arms angrily.
“Yes, to her. I told you a million times, Jenny. I’m in love with Juliet. We are getting married.”
“Then what the hell am I doing here?” she cries.
“Right now . . . you’re being the most selfish person I’ve ever met.” I throw my hands up in the air in surrender. “My father fucking died yesterday, Jenny, and here I am dealing with you carrying on and trying to kiss me and get me to fly to the other side of the world away from my family.”
“You don’t have a family,” she spits.
The venom.
“Yes.” My anger rises. “I do. I have my family, the one I chose: Juliet and Blake and Antony.” My eyes hold hers. “And I used to have the best PA in the business.”
Her eyes well with tears. “Used to?”
“I’m done, Jen.” I shrug. “You can’t work for me anymore. I’m transferring you. This is not acceptable behavior.” I walk toward the door.
“You can’t leave me. I quit,” she yells.
I keep walking and hold my hand up in surrender. “Good.” Fuck off.
Juliet
I sit on the front steps in the darkness, my optimism slowly fading.
