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“So maybe you’re not the only one catching feelings.”
“You say it like they’re germs.”
“They infect a person, attach themselves to your insides, and make a home for themselves there. That can be inconvenient if it’s one-sided. But … maybe it’s not with you and Dax.”
I liked to think it wasn’t. Liked to think I wasn’t reading too much into the changes in our dynamics—such as how he’d become slightly tactile, how he sought out my company, how he joked with and teased me, how he was coming to trust me little by little. There had even been more instances when I’d woken to find that we’d closed the distance between us in bed while asleep.
I propped my elbows on the table. “He does do things sometimes that make me think he might care for me, but not in the sense that I believe he feels anything deep for me.” I wasn’t sure if that would ever be the case. “To be fair, though,Imight not grow to feel deeply for him either.” It sucked that, however, I strongly suspected I would.
“But you’re not mere friends anymore?” she asked.
“No, we’re more than that.” That was enough for now. It would have to be.
A knock came at the open door as one of our team, Megan, took a single step into the office. She gave me a sheepish smile. “Sorry to disturb you, but there’s a woman here to see you. Says her name is Mimi.”
I went very still.Ah, shit.
Sabrina sucked in an angry breath. “Is that bitch for fucking real?”
I’d relayed some of what had happened with Mimi to Sabrina—minus the part where the woman had a thing for Dax. Needless to say, my BFF was now not a fan of hers. Neither was I, but I didn’t intend to send Mimi away. No, I wanted to know what had inspired her to haul ass here. I also had a few things I’d like to say to her.
Sitting up straighter in my seat, I spoke to Megan, “Send her in, please.”
With a nod, Megan disappeared.
I refocused on Sabrina. “I’ll handle this. You go back to—”
“No way am I leaving you alone with that skank,” she declared, folding her arms. “She’s gonna come in here and say more about how Dax shouldn’t have married you and doesn’t care for you blah, blah, blah. You need me here for moral support.”
I shot her an impatient look. “You only want to stay because you’re nosy as hell.”
“Well, you don’t give me specifics,” she defended. “And I don’t like bullet-point versions.”
I pointed at the door, pinning her with a stare that said I would not change my mind. “I’ll come by your desk when I’m done here.”
Her lips thinning, she stood. “Fine.” The drama queen marched to the door, the image of indignance, and almost bumped into Mimi in the doorway. Sabrina volleyed her with a glare that could singe flesh and then stalked off.
Mimi blinked, seeming taken aback by the cold reception.
Uninterested in rising from my seat to greet her politely or any of that crap, I sank back into my chair, interlinked my fingers, and rested my hands over my stomach. I didn’t speak, knowing from my father that sometimes the best way to make a person get to the damn point was to simply look at them blankly.
Glancing around, she leisurely made her way to the seat Sabrina had vacated. “Nice office,” Mimi told me as she sat. “Very chic. A little girly, though.”
I almost rolled my eyes at what was intended to be a taunt. Iwasa girl, in case she hadn’t noticed. And I had not one issue with “girly.”
She shifted slightly in her seat. “I suppose you’re wondering why I’m here.”
Naturally.
“I suppose you’re also feeling far from pleased to see me.”
Accurate.
“And it’s got to be weird for you to sit across from the mirror image of the only woman who the guy you married has ever loved.”
Hmm, no, not really. I didn’t look at Mimi and see Gracie—the differences in their personalities set them apart in a major way. Especially since their personalities leaked into their behavior. It meant they had different mannerisms, smiles, postures, and gesticulations.
“But I wanted to talk to you,” she added, as if I hadn’t gathered that much by her coming here. “There are things I want to say.”
