“That’s the reason I’m telling you.If she’s been shortlisted, it means she interviewed with Lara.I don’t know whether or not Kelsey is actively seeking another job, but she’s at least willing to consider the idea of leaving Donovan Logistics.As CEO of Donovan Worldwide, I find that information interesting.”
The idea that she wanted to leave him had been devastating.The idea that she wanted to leave the company she’d helped grow perplexed him.Unless it was all about him.What the hell had he done so wrong that she wanted to leave his life completely?
Fuck.
“And I’m saying you may want to put in a call to Ted Ramirez at North Star as a precaution.”
“I need some time to think.”
“It’s what you do best.Strategy.Focus on that.We’ll talk more in Dallas.”
Dallas.He’d forgotten.This might have been the first time in his life that his obsession for a woman had taken priority over business.
“It’s this week,” Connor reminded him.
“I know.Dallas.I’m on it,” he lied.
The waitress brought their drinks.
“Do you want to talk about it?”Connor picked up his drink and regarded Nathan.
“About?”He played stupid.Then memories of his trip to the Running Wind collided in his mind.He remembered driving to the ranch to pull Cade’s head out of his ass when he’d fallen so hard for Sofia that he didn’t know what day of the week it was.
Nathan told himself he wasn’t the same.
Relationships were important, but they were like dessert.Wonderful, luscious, but not necessary.They could be compartmentalized, like everything else.The right amount of attention at the right time, and things were perfect.
Except it didn’t seem to work that way with Kelsey.
What the hell had he done wrong?
“You okay?”Connor asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I don’t know,” Connor replied carefully.Then he shrugged.“Maybe because your key employee, your personal assistant who you took to Deviation, is considering leaving.It would make most of us pause for reflection.”
“Not me.”He picked up his glass to take a drink then slammed it down, untouched.
Without a word, he stood.
On any other occasion, the stunning view of the city beneath him would capture his interest.Tonight he hardly noticed.
The waitress moved toward him.“Put my drinks on my brother’s tab.”
In the elevator, his watch lit up, and the image of Julien Bonds hovered above the screen.“You may want to get a little exercise to burn off some of your energy.I recommend a kale and protein smoothie and more than three hours’ sleep so that you can be more effective in your personal—”
Nathan powered down the watch.Bonds’ image slowly scattered into thousands of pieces of shimmering dust.
Something more explosive would have suited his mood.
Nathan drove home, pissed.
In his office, he tossed the watch and phone on his desk.
When he’d walked out of Kelsey’s house, he’d invited her to contact him when she changed her mind.
Obviously she hadn’t.
