Manage My Heart (New Year New Me 2)

Her jaw dropped. “You didn’t.”

I smirk. “Except, I did.” It’s nice to be able to shock her.

Jenay puts her head in her hand. “That had to be torturous.”

“It wasn’t. That’s what screwed my head up. Us together felt so right, sis. He was attentive and commanding in a way I didn’t know I liked. I didn’t have to worry about anything.” I close my eyes, thinking of his soft hands and the way he held me to him. “He was always touching me, almost as if he couldn’t help himself.

She places a gentle hand on my arm. “So, what happened?”

“Things took a sexual turn.”

“Please tell me you didn’t sleep with him,” Jenay whispers.

“I did. And it was the best I’ve ever had.”

“Jesus.” She bites the inside of her cheek. “Was he big?”

“Massive.”

“Ha! I knew it.” Jenay cackles. “This all sounds good. Where did it go wrong?”

“When Alby called him into a meeting and gave him an ultimatum,” I mumble, still angry at the swift dismissal.

“What kind?”

I shake my head. “He didn’t say, but I can read between the lines. It was date Priscila and seal the deal or lose your chance to lead the company. I can’t blame him for choosing the business.”

“Bullshit. That’s just gross.” Jenay wrinkles her nose.

“He didn’t propose it,” I remind her weakly.

“No, but he’s going along with it. Who’d want to work for someone like that?” Jenay sneers.

“If he takes over the company, he could change whatever he wanted.” I want to believe the best of the man I’d given so much of my time and care to.

“And you still defend him?” Jenay admonishes.

My shoulders fall. “I’m just playing devil’s advocate. I told him, you know. That for me, the past couple of days were real.”

“And what did he say?”

“He looked scared, Je.” My heart squeezes. “When he tried to ask me about it, I shut down. I didn’t want to hear him let me down easy. I’m such a coward.”

“Hey. There is nothing wrong with doing what’s best for you. Being stranded there in a room with him w

as a very vulnerable place for you to be in.”

“I’m not going back, Jenay. I’m typing up my resignation letter. I can’t be there with him and pretend like I’m not in love with him.”

“Shit.” She covers her mouth with her hand. “You admitted it.”

I close my eyes. “Nothing else hurts like this.”

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry. What do you want to do?” Jenay grabs my hand.

“Forget that any of this ever happened,” I say honestly.

She purses her lips. “I won’t push you, but we both know if you don’t deal with things, they tend to resurface.”