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“Ah.” I raise my eyebrow in frustration. “I thought we already established this.” I exhale heavily. I need to just come out and say it…again. “That’s not a good idea, Steph.”
“Why not?”
“I told you already. I’m not into you that way.”
“She’s not coming back, Nathan.” She snaps.
“I know.”
“So, let me get this straight. You won’t sleep with me because you don’t want to upset her.” She puts her hand on her hip in a huff. “But you’re not even together anymore. Isn’t that slightly ridiculous?”
My temper bubbles close to the surface. “Listen, not that it’s any of your business,” I whisper angrily. “It’s true, Eliza will never know if I slept with you. But I’ll know. Since you are a trigger for her, I’m not fucking going there.” I glare at her. “I have told you this, time and time again. I am not having this conversation with you anymore.” I become exasperated. Her constantly trying to get into my pants is really beginning to piss me off. “Get it through your head. Do you fucking understand?”
“You owe her nothing. I can please you in ways she never could.”
“Goodbye, Stephanie.” I turn away from her. “Keep this up and I don’t even want to talk to you anymore as a friend. It’s getting ridiculous.”
She grabs my arm, leans in and whispers. “Let’s have a party for three with your ex!”
“Let’s not.” I roll my eyes. “And I don’t sleep with him, either.”
“Because of her?”
“Yes. Because of her.” I whisper angrily. “Robert and I are just friends. That has been well and truly established since I…” My voice trails off. Why am I explaining myself to her? “Goodbye, Stephanie.”
I walk down the corridor and into my office. Fuck.
How in the hell did I ever think that woman was attractive?
I need a vacation.
Eliza
February
“Happy Birthday, Alex.” I smile down the phone.
“Ah, my favorite girl.” He laughs. “Thank you, Lize.”
I miss this guy. “How are you?”
“I’m good, how are you?”
“Great,” I lie.
“How’s New York?”
“It’s good. It took a while to get used to but I’m getting there.”
“When are you going home to San Fran?”
“Ah…” I hesitate. “Soon.”
“Mom said she saw you last week. She makes up excuses to come to New York and have lunch with you, you know.”
I laugh. “Oh, I love her. She makes my week when she comes to visit.”
“Have you spoken to Nathe?”
