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“I know you worry about me, hon. But I worry about you just as much. And take it from me—there’s no time to waste. You need to hold onto the ones you love, for as long as you can.”
As I stare down into my cup of tea, breathing in the comforting scent and replaying the last two months spent at Jenson’s side, it really sinks in. My feelings for Jenson didn’t just come back. They grew exponentially.
And they’re not going anywhere.
Whether I stop seeing him or not.
Chapter28
Jenson
The door to the top floor balcony opens and I watch Roy totter through, a thoughtful look on his face. This is unusual.
For one, Roy is afraid of heights. But he locks his eyes on me and walks over.
It’s just the two of us up here. Boston spreads beneath us like a curved grid, toy-sized cars maneuvering through the streets and little people wandering about. This balcony is only accessible from my office; there’s another employee balcony a floor down.
I lean on the railing, long arms folded, for once face-to-face with Roy. He gives a quick glance over the side and then steps back two feet, still within eyesight.
“Zach settled.”
The statement is no surprise. I nod in acceptance, hoping the women involved got their money’s worth out of him. Not that money will ever make the experience go away.
“He’s heading back to the islands. And I think staying there for good.”
I snort.The islands.Like a weasel crawling back into his burrow.
“I’m just happy it all came out when it did,” I say truthfully. “Hate to see the company go down because of someone else’s bad choices.”
Roy is silent for a moment, staring at a clump of ornamental trees and flower pots among lounge chairs. He walks over and sits on the end of one, knobby knees spread, sleeves rolled up.
“You’ve made some bad choices, too, Jenson.”
My breath catches and I stare out at the city. Does he mean the few days I stormed around here like a tyrant? Was it really bad enough that it’s going to follow me for the rest of my career here? I was hoping the apologies, and change of attitude, would be enough.
“Very recently, in fact.”
I glance his way and stand, immediately going into problem-solving mode.
“What can I do to fix it?”
Roy shrugs. “Get Mel back.”
That hits me like a punch to the kidney. Unexpected, painful, and stunning.
“Mel?”
My brain has to override my emotions. Roy gives me a sad smile and pushes his glasses up his nose.
“I don’t know what happened with you two to call the whole thing off, but from what I saw, I think it was a mistake. If you let that girl go, you’re going to regret it, Jenson.”
At first, a cool wave of relief washes over me. I didn’t screw up here at work.
Just in my life outside of this building.
Just in, quite possibly, the only way that matters.
I move to sit on the chair next to Roy, elbows on my knees, both of us looking out across the little balcony’s expanse.
