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I wander through my dark, empty house, deep in thought, pondering my next move. I try and watch some TV, but my thoughts drift, always back to her.
Does she feel the same way? Or is this just a fun little thing for her?
I don’t think it is, but if there’s one thing Rosa taught me, it’s to never completely let my guard down. You think you know someone until you realize you never did at all.
I eventually decide to go to bed, hoping that I can at least get some sleep. I manage to fall into a fitful sleep, but I’m woken around 3am by a new text.
I blearily grab my phone, blinking as the harsh light illuminates my face.
Is it Nina, texting me because she can’t sleep either? Maybe she misses me as much as I miss her.
My initial excitement turns to anger as I see who the new text is from.
It’s Rosa, yet again.
Why haven’t you texted me back, Brock? I’m a member of your family now, remember? It’s not polite to ignore your relatives.
“Fuck off,” I say to the screen. “Jesus Christ . . .”
I have no idea what her game is, but it’s not going to wash with me. I’ve had enough of Rosa’s mind games for one lifetime, and there is no way I’m getting sucked back into all of that bullshit.
The next morning, I decide it’s better to focus all this anxious energy on work, instead of sitting at home stewing on it all.
But when I arrive at work, Nina’s waiting for me outside my office. Just catching sight of her makes my heart beat a little faster and butterflies flutter in my belly. I resist the urge to pull her into an embrace and kiss her, mindful of everyone else in the office.
“Wow, you’re early today,” I say. “I’m impressed.”
She nods, playing the consummate professional, but I can see the smile dancing in her eyes.
“I thought I’d get a head start on all that filing,” she says with a little laugh. “Seeing as we didn’t finish it yesterday.”
I glance around, seeing if anyone’s listening to us. Every head appears to be down, working, but that’s no guarantee nobody’s listening. In fact, I’m certain they are. Gossip and offices go together like cheese and wine.
“I appreciate that,” I say, trying to keep my voice level. “Let’s go take a look at what we still need to get done.”
She follows me into my office. When I finally get the door closed behind us and the blinds drawn, I let out a sigh of relief and pull her into my arms.
“Fuck, it’s stifling having to keep this hidden from everyone,” I say with a sigh. “When can we let them know?”
“Not yet,” she says, concern etched on her face. “I’m still the new girl, still getting to know everyone. I could do without the ‘office slut’ stamp.”
“If you say so. But remember that I can fire anyone I like, being the boss and all. If anyone’s saying gross shit like that to you, just tell me.”
“Come on, Brock, don’t be naive. They’re not going to say it to my face, are they? Just to each other, behind my back. Anyway, I’m guessing you want to know how things went with Dean?”
I nod.
“Don’t look so serious,” she laughs. “He hasn’t forbidden me from seeing you or anything like that. He caught a flight back home this morning. He’s agreed to back off a little. It’s not like there’s anything he can actually do to change my mind about how I feel, and I think he realizes that. Maybe he’ll finally start treating me like an adult. Who knows? I wouldn’t say he’s exactly happy about what’s going on, but he’s not going to interfere. I got that much out of him.”
I breathe a sigh of relief, making a mental note to call him up later on, have it out, man to man. At least he’ll be an adult about it.
“Good,” I say. “Because soon, he’ll see that he has nothing to worry about. Forget the past—it’s gone. Done. I would never do anything to hurt you, or jeopardize what we have together. I promise you that, Nina.”
She wraps her arms around me and looks up at me with those beautiful, big eyes of hers. I feel my heart swell.
“I know that, Brock. And Dean told me some more about what happened to you in the past. And you don’t need to worry either. I’m not that kind of person, to play with someone’s heart and feelings. What we have together is real.”
I lean down and kiss her softly and slowly as we melt into each other.
Nina
“Maybe I should do that more often, spend a night away from you,” I say.
“What? But why?” Brock grabs my waist tighter and pulls me closer against his broad, sturdy chest. He smells amazing—I should spray some of his cologne on my pillow if I’m really going to be spending more nights without him.
