“Eva, I thought you needed my brief tomorrow.” I could have sworn I had one more day.
“You know, Maizy, it wouldn’t kill you to get something done early.”
God, I wanted to kill her and be done with her passive-aggressive bullshit.
“If you’d like it today, I can finish it up for you right now.” The damn thing was inches away from being complete. Why hadn’t she told me she needed it sooner?
“Thank you. That would be good.” She turned on her expensive designer heels and slithered back to her office.
I sighed deeply and rolled my eyes, just as she popped her head back in my cube.
Busted.
“I was wondering if you’d heard from my brother-in-law Anson?” she asked.
Ugh. I should have known that was coming.
“You know, Eva, he’s super nice. But I don’t know about dating one of your relatives. It seems so awkward.”
“Well. Suit yourself. You know, it’s not every day a guy like him comes along. Especially for a girl like you.”
Oh, no, she did not.
She must have figured out from the look on my face that she’d stuck her big foot in her big mouth.
“Um. Excuse me?” I gripped the edge of my desk so she couldn’t see my hands shaking.
“Oh, um, I meant that, you know, it can be hard for a woman your age to meet a nice guy. I mean, don’t they say the chances of being struck by lightning are greater than meeting a single man—”
“I’m only twenty-eight, Eva.”
“Right. Hey, I think I hear my phone ringing.” She disappeared.
Jesus Christ.
Funny, though, that she’d asked me about Anson—he’d texted me only the day before.
Just like Brade.
I hadn’t had time to get back to either of them. I wasn’t sure I really wanted to, anyway.
I mean, date my boss’s brother-in-law? Or a giant rock star?
They both sounded like accidents waiting to happen.
Just then, an IM from Cato popped up on my computer.
when we going for that drink?
anytime. tonight?
perfect.
Maybe I could discuss my dating dilemma with him.
Although…maybe I should keep that to myself.
Cato…Cato…Cato…