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Priya sighs again. “I’m just jealous. You really are living the dream? You bagged a sexy alpha who makes bankandunderstands our schedule. Who cares if he frowns during sex?”
“He doesn’tactuallyfrown during sex,” I laugh.
“Shh.” She closes her eyes. “Just let me picture it the way I want.”
I shake my head. “You’re horrible.”
“You love me,” she says, blowing a kiss.
The door to the lounge reopens while I’m loading a K-Cup into the machine, the next sentence hanging on my tongue getting lost in the air when I notice Dennis striding in. I haven’t seen him since the day I went into heat, and his smarmy grin as he enters the room seems to get more and more intolerable every time we run into each other.
Priya makes a face. “I’d better head back up to my floor. Need to finish a few things before I take off.”
I look from her to my cup that is still catching the stream of coffee, leaving me trapped here, giving her a look that I hope says:Don’t you dare leave me with this creep.
Her answering look responds something along the lines of:Sorry, it’s every woman for herself.
Ugh. I can’t even blame her. She gives me a little wave as she retreats, and I try to look busy with the Keurig, hoping that Dennis can read the room.
He can’t, apparently.
“Mack,” he says in a way he probably thinks is friendly, but it comes off more oily than he intends. “How are you? I haven’t seen you since your... incident.”
How is it even possible that I never ran into this guy before I met Noah, and now he seems to be everywhere?
“I’m fine,” I say curtly, keeping my attention on my cup. “Just a case of a mixed-up calendar.”
“Never heard of that happening,” he says in a curious tone. “Especially for mated pairs. Those things are supposed to be pretty predictable, aren’t they?”
I turn my head enough so that he can see the hard set of my gaze. “No offense, but this isn’t really something I want to discuss with a near-stranger.”
“Of course, of course.” He raises his hands palms out in an apologetic gesture. “Just concerned, that’s all.”
“I appreciate it,” I answer flatly, “but I’m fine.”
“Good to hear,” he says with another slimy grin. It really is creepy, the more you look at it. He smiles the way I imagine a Venus flytrap would when it sees a fly. He shoves his hands in his pockets, leaning against the opposite wall, seeming to have no intention of leaving. “It must be nerve-racking to think of him leaving.”
I turn again with a cocked brow. “Excuse me?”
“Oh, I just meant... Well. You know the rumor mill. There’s all the talk of Noah transferring to Albuquerque. I have friends over there. Bunch of gossips.”
“I see,” I answer measuredly.
I turn back to my cup, pulling it from underneath the Keurig spout and moving to the canisters where we keep the cream and sugar.
“He’s still considering,” I finally say, as carefully as I can. “We’re... still talking about it.”
Which is entirely untrue since I have absolutely no say in the matter. The knowledge of that is hitting me full force at this moment, and it leaves me with a strange feeling. One that’s... unsettling. With a wrinkled brow I stir my coffee, forgetting for a second or so that Dennis is even here until he speaks again.
“Ah, well. I know we’d certainly miss our resident genius. Plus, I can imagine it would be hard for you if he took the job.”
But I don’t know that. It’s possible—probable—that he will.
Why does my chest feel so tight?
I hide my tumultuous emotions with a slow sip from my cup, my eyes focused on the warm liquid as I manage a half shrug. “I’m sure Noah will come to the best decision.”
“He always does,” Dennis replies with that smile that is starting to make my skin crawl.
