Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)

“Well, what did you say to that?”

“I said no, that we were never like that.” He chews his food casually, as if he has this conversation every day.

“And you’ve told her you’re with me?” I ask. Damn this sneaky bitch.

“She knows I’m in love with you. I told her.”

“You told her that you love me. In those words?”

“I think it was in those words.” He shrugs. “Anyway, she knows.”

“How come you tell her you love me, but you don’t tell me you love me?” I ask.

He looks at me, deadpan. “Really? That’s all you got out of that sentence?”

I raise my eyebrows. Hmm, his snarky attitude is pissing me off tonight.

“Anyway, so I’m dealing with her crying and shit.”

“How were you dealing with her?” I frown. “Define dealing with her.”

He rolls his eyes. “I was hugging her.”

I get an image of them in a passionate embrace while he comforts her. “Did you kiss her?”

“No, I did not kiss her. Will you let me tell the fucking story?”

I shovel food into my mouth with force. Do I have to? I hate this fucking story.

“Anyway, so she’s crying and begging for two kids and a house in the countryside.”

My anger begins to rise. Is she kidding?

“She asked you for two kids?” I snap.

“Because she thinks that’s what I want with you.”

I stare at him. “Is it?”

“Is it what?”

“Is that what you want? Two kids and a house in the countryside?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know, you’ve got me thinking all types of crazy shit that I haven’t ever considered before. I did just ask you to move in with me and got shot down in flames for my trouble, didn’t I?”

“I did not shoot you down in flames.” I smile. “It more like a gentle slingshot.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever you call it, you didn’t say yes. So, Sheridan is in my office crying and shit, and then my receptionist buzzes through to tell me that Edward Prescott is there to see me.”

My eyes widen. “What?”

“Yep.”

“What the hell?”

He holds up his hands in the air. “Fucking crying ex-girlfriend in my office. New girlfriend’s crazy ass brother in the waiting room ready to kill me.”

“I thought you said she wasn’t your girlfriend.”