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“Car accident?” I surmise.
Josh nods. “But I don’t know about the driving thing. I mean, he has a parking spot.”
I think about Damon and the cars that he has on hire. Even if I could think of a way to tell them that wouldn’t expose me, I don’t think I would. It seems… private, somehow.
Someone clears their throat at the front of the room, and we all turn in our seats like school kids about to be scolded. I recognize the woman speaking, but I can’t remember her name. I try to focus on her and the “new initiatives” that HR is apparently implementing, I really do.
But… to her right, leaning back in his chair, David distracts me.
It’s the longest I’ve had since that morning I woke up in his bed that I’ve been able to justlookat him.
He looks… sad.
I don’t know him. I know that we are barely more than strangers, despite the intimacy we clearly experienced together. But… I know sad when I see it.
It could be his family, I guess. I would be sad doing the same job just without them. I would also be sad being in their company.
But I don’t know. Something about that doesn’t quite seem right to me. It seems more immediate. More like annoyance than sorrow, even if it’s sad all the same.
I don’t know him. I shouldn’t be trying to figure out who he is like this.
But there’s something about him. Something… I can’t quite put my finger on. And I’ve never been able to put down a puzzle.
David’s warm gold eyes are focused on the woman speaking, but I think I can tell that he’s barely paying attention. His lips are pressed together, turning almost white from the pressure. It’s only a wisp of a memory, but Iknowwhat those lips feel like—against mine, against my cheeks, against my throat, against?—
“Any questions?”
I jolt in my seat enough that Amber and Josh look at me with concern. I try to smile. Amber’s eyes narrow.
I grab my coffee and stick the straw between my lips, sucking generously. I need to get my head screwed on. If I want a flying chance of a real role after Josh returns from paternity leave, I can’t be thinking about the boss like this.
My eyes flicker up. David’s are already on me.
For a moment, things fade. Quiets. Settles.
I know that the thing between us was a drunken night. I don’t evenrememberit except for flashes here and there. I know that the chemistry between us doesn’t matter. I know that it’s possible it’s all one-sided.
But David and I lock eyes, and Ifeelit. I feel it like it’s real.
I look down, breaking the contact, and my body feels like it’s been touched all over. Gooseflesh rise in bumps all down my arms, across my thighs. It’s not an ache for him, but it’s something so similar, it makes me want to cry.
God, I am too emotional. I am too?—
“Miss James, could we have a word, please?” David’s voice makes my head snap up fast enough that it hurts my neck. I wince, hand flying to the back of my neck. I look around—Josh is avoiding eye contact, and Amber is halfway out the door. I realize that everyone is leaving.
“See you later, Laura,” Josh murmurs before fleeing as fast as he can.Coward.
“Mr. Donovan,” I say, gesturing to Josh’s abandoned chair. “What can I do for you?”
David quirks an eyebrow, his lips twitching in a small smile. He lowers himself into the chair, and I realize my mistake: this close, I can see the gray growing at his temple, the wrinkles around his eyes, the dark patches of skin around his jaw. He’s older up close. He’s also much, much more beautiful.
Oh, I am so screwed.
“Miss James,” David says again. He leans forward a bit, hands clasped together between his parted legs. It’s a casual pose, more casual than I’ve seen him sober, and it scratches something inside of my brain. I like it. I want to keep seeing it.
“Mr. Donovan,” I repeat when he doesn’t continue.
His lips twitch again.
