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Leo is so sweet and sincere, I could get lost in his embrace for days. But the man is a workaholic for his own reasons and could I expect someone like him to change for me? There’s no way to compete with that level of dedication, nor would I, given Leo’s past and current circumstances. It just wouldn’t be fair.
But the more time I spend with these guys, the more I realize they are so much more than the one-dimensional characters I initially judged them to be. How much of an idiot was I to assume they were a bunch of bottom-dwelling dumb jocks?
Bitchy much?
Sure, each has his flaws and quirks but then, so do I.
And if I’m honest with myself, I’ll admit I’d like to see where things could go with them.
But even if they were on board, which they probably aren’t, in what world does something crazy like that work? Further, I sure as hell am not about to pick one out of the trio and be responsible for coming between any of them and flushing their friendship down the shitter.
Is it time for things to go back to platonic, or is it okay to keep playing around with them for a bit longer? I wonder if Lana still has her Magic 8 Ball.
I arrive at work, the hugeGlistensign greeting me as I exit the elevator on my floor. While I have a lot on my mind, I’m enjoying the spring in my step, and smile at everyone I pass while working my way through the office.
When I get to my desk, Cami and Lana are hovering.
My stomach drops. “What’s going on?” I ask, my alarm ratcheting up before I can squash it down.
So much for that short-lived spring in my step.
They each raise their eyebrows and point at a dozen roses. On my desk.
And they’re not just any dozen roses. There are four each of three different colors—white, pink, and yellow.
As if three different guys were each sending me their own individual message. Go figure.
Not good. I can’t have this seeping into my office. Flowers attract an immense amount of attention from coworkers and the fact that Cami and Lana are already standing here, waiting to know who they are from and any related juicy news, is only the tip of the iceberg.
I guess the chat I was imagining having with the guys is going to happen sooner rather than later.
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I getLana and Cami out of my cube by pretending to be on a deadline for something Glenda needs from mestat. When they want to know more, I dig myself in even deeper and say it’s confidential. They both know I’m full of shit just like I know I am, and they slink back to their own cubes, rolling their eyes, intending to continue their third degree later.
I can’t focus. The flowers smell so good and are so pretty I can’t stop looking at them, stroking their velvety petals, and marveling at their perfect shapes. I finally place them and their vase under my desk so that, first, no one else will ask me about them and second, I canmaybetake my mind off them long enough to do some work.
While I try to talk myself into working, I log into the Bonded Crest corporate site. I poke around at all the magazines we publish… but who am I fooling? I navigate right toSports, Inc.to see what’s been completed for the upcoming issue.
And the first thing I come across? An article by one Jasper Russo titled ‘When your girl hates sports.’
No. Way.
He wrote a goddamn article aboutme.
Sports, Inc.
Caught Off-Guard: When Your Girl Hates Sports
By Jasper Russo
(names have been changed to protect the innocent and some details are, obviously, exaggerated for entertainment purposes)
Not long ago, I was riding an elevator with a woman about my age. Single, attractive, professional. For the sake of anonymity, let's call her Eve. Now, Eve’s no ordinary girl. She’s smart, funny, and beautiful, but she holds a dark secret. A secret so shocking it could cause a grown man to drop the remote control while watching the NBA playoffs.
