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He does no more than that, to my relief. It would have humiliated the both of us to have to settle our issues on open company floors.
It doesn’t surprise me though, that some fifteen minutes after I get into my office and settle down for the day, I get a knock on the door, and it turns out to be him.
“Hey, how gave you been?” He pronounces his words with practiced suaveness that doesn’t sway me this time.
“Never been better, honestly…” I chuckle. In all sincerity, I feel great.
“That’s awesome,” he says, and leans on the now closed door, letting an uncomfortable silence linger…at least for him.
I just sit and watch him play out the conversation.
“Listen, I uhm…let me start by saying I was a big fool, keeping someone else while you were in the picture. It’s just…she’s this girl that I’ve been with…total accident. I’ve been trying to get rid of her, but you know how these things are,” he rants.
He's foolish.
Foolish to think come here and talk with the aim of convincing me, rather than apologizing for wasting my time and embarrassing me in front of the people in the restaurant that day.
I was lucky I wasn’t too known by anyone there. It would have been on some sort of blog by now.
“Yes, okay…you were foolish. You apologize. What do you want?” I ask, placing my chin on my folded hands that rest on the table.
“Let’s start this whole thing again. I promise you, there would be no fuck ups. If you agree, I will call Teresa right now and end things with her…and start with you…” He pulls out his phone.
I laugh at his promise. Hard.
“You must really think I’m that desperate, don’t you?” I regard him not necessarily out of spite. It just annoys me that he would stoop so low as to make this attempt at winning me over.
“What did you expect? That I’d be happy? Ooh, Travis is going to dump a girl for me. You suck, Travis. The fact that you think that I’m that cheap irritates me,” I spit.
I can’t be the plaything of any man. Not now, not ever.
“You don’t understand, Rebecca. I really love you,” he presses, leaving the door and walking towards me. If I wasclose to him, might have well been on my way to facing assault charges.
I would have slapped him across his handsome face.
“How dare you? You know what…why am I even speaking to you? Get out of my office,” I growl.
“Rebecca.”
“Out!” I toss an open file at him. It misses its target because the papers in the file fall out and scatter around him, but that’s enough to send my message into his head and he leaves, humiliated and disgraced.
I couldn’t care less about his love…not when there’s someone that finds my snoring cute.
7
JORDAN
All through the day, I loathe myself for what I did last night.
“You don’t have to be sorry…it happens,” I mimic my statements from last night. “What does that even mean?” I would punch myself if I knew how to properly execute self-hurt. “Who the fuck kisses their boss?”
I walk around with a big question mark in my mind.
Why did I allow that to happen? And more importantly, why does my chest flutter when I think about it? Why does the possibility of it happening again excite me?
In the grand scheme of things, this is a terrible way to avenge my father. Getting together with the ex-wife of his killer sounds a lot like a slap on his face and it’s something I would really want to change.
I don’t want his spirit to see me falling for the charms of this woman. It’s so unlike me. I’m usually the focused and determined one.
