He listens for a moment.
“No, I don’t want that.”
He listens again.
“No. Look this is going nowhere. You’re not fucking listening. I’m changing my phone number and I’m telling my receptionists that you are not to come into my office unannounced again.”
He listens.
“Because of you dropping to your knees under my desk today!” he snaps. “You can’t fucking touch me. I’ve asked you multiple times to stop and you won’t, so it’s quite obvious to me that we can’t be just friends.”
What the hell? She dropped to her knees under his desk? Did she go down on him?
Oh my God, what the hell happened in his office today?
What if Edward hadn’t interrupted them?
My heart begins to hammer
“For fuck’s sake, stop it!” he snaps. I can tell by the tone of his voice that he’s beginning to get angry. “No, you listen to me: you do not go near Charlotte or there will be hell to pay.”
She says something that makes him pause.
“She makes me happy, Sheridan. You always said you wanted me happy.” He listens again. “There is a big difference between the two, and besides, have you forgotten that you have a fucking boyfriend?”
She has a boyfriend. What the hell?
“I don’t care if you’re in an open relationship. No. I don’t want you to end it with him. For the first time in my life I don’t want an open relationship. I want Charlotte all to myself and I can’t think of anything worse than having sex with someone else who isn’t her. This is why I can’t be with you. I don’t physically want to be. I’m not into it like I was before I met her.”
I smile to myself.
“Don’t you fucking dare bring this back on me,” he whispers angrily as he tries to keep his voice down. “I’m blocking you, and if you dare to go near Charlotte, you see what fucking happens.”
I hear a bang and it sounds like his phone has been thrown across the room.
Shit.
I get up and run back to bed, diving under the covers.
After a brief bout of silence, I hear ice being poured into a glass from his refrigerator.
I lie in the darkness as fury pumps through my bones…How fucking dare she?
She goes to his office, drops to her knees even when he’s told her that he’s in love with someone else, and now it sounds like she threatened him that she’s going to come to me.
And say what?
Well, she’s got another thing coming if she thinks I’m taking her shit.
I’ve waited a long time for Spencer to find me, and I’m not handing him over to a woman who fucks at the drop of a hat.
I’ll be waiting, Sheridan.
Come at me.
* * *
I blow into my coffee cup while sitting at the kitchen counter. It’s now 7:00 a.m. and I’m up and dressed for work early.