Page 8 of The Trolley Kiss


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I fall back against the counter, adjusting my shirt and brushing my fingers through my hair. I inhale sharply, staring at the ground with wide eyes. Fuck, I don’t know why I did that. That was such a mistake. It’s like I completely forgot I have to work with him.

I feel good though. Contrary to everything I know, I still feel good. Light. Relieved. Able to finally breathe again. Because for a moment, just a moment, I was able to forget about Chris.

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“Yes! No! Yes, I’m sure it was him!” I whisper loudly into my phone while walking out of the office for the day. I pause when I step out into the sun, closing my eyes and inhaling deeply. “Yes, of course it was a mistake.”

“And he just left?” Tiff asks.

“Yes, and by the time he got back to my desk, Roger and Scott were back.”

She exhales extra long like she’s thinking for a moment. “And he really won’t admit it was him?”

“No,” I repeat again.

“And you’re sure it was him?”

“Yes,” I groan. “How many times do I have to say it?”

“Okay, okay,” she giggles. “Well, what now?”

“I don’t know! You’re supposed to help me! What should I say to him now? I’m going to be with him all day tomorrow! He’s not going to be stuck with Scott and Roger forever. Should I quit? I should just quit. I’m gonna quit.”

“Relax,” she laughs. “You are not going to quit.”

I shake my head at the ground with wide eyes, opening and closing my fist. “I don’t know. I might just do it.”

“Is he as hot as I remember him?”

“Yes,” I grumble, finally standing straight with my hand on my hip. “He’s sexy as fuck, of course! As if the situation couldn’t be any wors-.”

I stop midword at the throat clearing behind me. My eyes move in slow motion to my side as Declan steps forward, stopping next to me at the curb with a nod. “I have to go.” I hang up the phone without waiting for a goodbye.

I eye him up the same way he does me, lifting my face slightly to appear unaffected. He glances to his left, checking for traffic before nodding at me. “Addison.”

“Declan.”

His lips twitch like he’s holding back a smile. “See you in the morning.”

There’s something ominous in the tone of his voice. Like he’s going to enjoy this. We both look away as we walk in opposite directions to our cars.

I squeeze my steering wheel until my knuckles are white, trying to process the day. Or maybe figure out what the hell is happening to my life. I’m losing control. I need to pull myself together.

Baby steps though.

I need to take back control ofthissituation. I’ve already embarrassed myself enough, showing him how upset I was that he didn’t call me. I need to regain my power. And the only way to do that is to pretend he has no effect on me. None at all.

That’s the plan. Now if he could just stop looking at me with those dumbfuck eyes of his.

Chapter 4

The office is dark when I arrive just the way I like it. I plop my bag down on my desk, grateful I’m the first one here. Inevitably, someone will eventually burn my retinas out when they flick on the blinding fluorescent lights, but sometimes people forget if someone is already working with them off.

I gasp, almost screaming when I turn to grab some coffee and Declan is standing there in front of me.

“Jesus! You scared me,” I say, clutching my hand to my chest.

“Sorry, maybe try turning a light on,” he patronizes.

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