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This was going to be okay, I told myself.
We had done something silly, it didn’t mean anything. Tate probably slept with all of his PAs. It wasn’t a thought I particularly liked, but it helped kill any feelings that might have been trying to take root. He was the kind of guy who liked women, obviously, but he didn’t seem to do relationships or anything serious.
A few days passed, then one afternoon, a lawyer from the third floor had come up, asking to see him. She was beautiful, the kind of woman I could see him with. Groomed, high heels, skinny like a model. I had felt her eyes rake me over before asking if Tate was in. When I said he wasn’t, she’d said in a deep, husky voice.
“Tell him, it’s Jacqueline.”
I had to say, again, that he really wasn’t in. I wasn’t using code for keeping out people he didn’t want to see. He was actually out of the office.
She pouted, for real. Her lips kind of pushed out while she folded her arms.
“He hasn’t called me,” she said, sulkily.
It was kind of funny. She clearly had no problem letting me know that they had something personal going on and that she was feeling slighted by him.
“Should I give him a message?” I asked.
“Like what?” she asked me.
I was speechless for a moment. She wanted me to come up with a message? How was I supposed to know what she wanted to say? On the other hand, it was pretty obvious. She wanted to see him.
“I’ll tell him to call you,” I said.
She thought about it. “No,” she said, shaking her head. “Don’t do that.”
Then she turned around and walked out, without saying anything else. When I mentioned to Tate later that she had been in the office, he had asked what she wanted, like she was just another colleague he worked with. I said I didn’t know and waited for his response. But he shrugged it off and asked if there were any other messages. Whatever he meant to her, she clearly did not have the same effect on him.
Me, on the other hand, I liked relationships, proper ones.
I didn’t do flings or one-night-stands.
This was the first time, ever.
And the last.
Definitely.
Chapter 6
Tate
When I arrive at home, Summer is outside with the nanny, having just returned from the shops.
Both of them turn to look at me, the nanny’s mouth opening.
I get a kick out of that.
Summer frowns, of course, and shakes her head.
I pull into the driveway, revving the car a bit for effect.
“Do you really need a new car?” Summer asks me, sarcastically.
Of course I didn’t need a new car.
But I wanted it.
“Definitely,” I said, my face all serious as Summer rolled her eyes and went into the house.
