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Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
Her eyes narrowed, and she assessed me from top to bottom. “What aren’t you telling me?”
“Nothing.”
“You’ve already found someone else!” Julia said, jumping up and down. “Look at how happy you are. Man, I am so excited. Who is he? When do I get to meet him?”
“Julia,” I groaned.
“Don’t hold out on me. Give me the goods. If there’s someone new, I want to hear about it.”
“Okay,” I said, glancing back out of her door. “But it’s not a good idea.”
“Your favorite.”
I laughed softly. She had no idea. “I kind of have this thing for Landon.”
“Landon,” Julia repeated. Her face went pale, and she sat down. “Like…Landon Wright?”
“Yeah. We kind of made out at our ten-year high school reunion, and now, he’s here, and he’s into me. He happened to be at the same bar as Nick and me while we were on our date, and it was night and day. The connection is there with Landon.”
Julia’s eyes were big and round. “Heidi, he is your boss.”
“I know,” I whispered.
“He dated your best friend for two years!”
“I know, I know.”
“What part of this is a good idea? You cannot have a connection with Landon!”
“I know,” I said again.
God, I knew all of this already. I knew this a thousandfold. Having feelings for Landon was like waiting for a ticking time bomb to explode. Any moment, it was going to blow up in my face.
“I don’t think you know. This is a bad, bad idea!”
“Julia,” I groaned. “Seriously, I do know how bad of an idea this is.”
“I am head of HR! You can’t tell me these kinds of things!”
“Nothing is going on, Julia. Plus, I told you about this as a friend, not as the head of HR.”
“Fuck, Heidi,” she hissed. She looked flustered and unsure of how to proceed. “You have to stay away from him.”
I nodded. “I told him the same thing on Friday night. He’s my boss. He’s going through a divorce. We can’t do this right now.”
“Good. Good. That’s very mature of you.”
“Of course, I told him this after he hiked my leg up around his waist and started kissing up my neck.”
Julia put her hands over her ears and started saying, “La-la-la-la,” loud enough to get me to stop talking.
I was laughing at her outrageous behavior. Maybe I should have waited until later to fill her in.
“Okay, okay,” I told her, raising my hands. “I’ll stop talking about it.”
“Talking about it? You’re going to stop doing more than talking about it. You have to completely stop, or you know I’ll have to figure out a way to separate you two. And who do you think they’ll move—you or a Wright brother?”
