“Not now, later. You still have to work out, and I don’t think you’d be able to concentrate after we talked.”
“Ok, later.” Neither moved, neither wanted to. They just kept looking into each other’s eyes. He leaned toward her, their lips about to touch, and then she heard a woman’s voice call to him.
“Alistair!” He turned and released her. A beautiful blonde dressed in heels and a pretty pink slim fit dress walked toward them with a purpose. She waved. Sarai noticed diamonds adorned her neck and ears.Sister. Please tell me she is his sister.
“Phoebe!” He seemed surprised to see her. “What are you doing here? Sarai, I’ll be right back. Get on the bike, don’t forget to stretch first.” he walked toward the girl. “What brings you here?”
“I wanted to talk to you about the wedding, out of earshot of our parents.”
Sarai overheard and her mouth dropped in shock. Wedding? He was engaged. Getting married.He slept with me. How could he!She stood there in complete shock, mouth open, eyes glaring.
“Yeah, I’ve been wanting to talk to you too. We can go to my office.” Alistair didn’t even acknowledge Sarai, as if she no longer mattered.
Everyone was staring, including Sarai, who got a first look at the girl who was supposed to compete with her for Alistair’s affection. She couldn’t help the pang of jealousy as the blond planted a kiss on Alistair’s cheek. This must be the woman the bouquet was for. Somehow, she had assumed she was out of the picture. “Wait a minute, wedding?”
The blonde caught her watching them and Sara swore her blue eyes flashed like Alistair’s had that night when she blinked. Alistair and the woman were headed to Alistair’s office. Instead of getting on the machine, Sarai dropped the towel in her hand and marched for the door. She made a beeline for the bathroom and hid in the stall to call Mickey.
“He’s engaged to be married, and I slept with him!” she said when Mickey picked up.
“What?”
“Alistair, Mr. Dreamy, he’s engaged to be married. His fiancée came by. What do I do now?”
“Leave or wait. How do you know it’s the fiancée?”
“Because she said ‘I want to talk about the wedding, away from our parents’.”
“Oh!”
“I’m such a fool, I can’t believe I gave myself to him. He’s such an ass.”
“Leave, come to the shop, we’ll go out for a drink.”
“I don’t think I can drive. I’m so angry, I just see red.”
“Do you want me to come gets you?”
“No, I’m hiding in the bathroom. I’ll calm down and drive away when I’m ready.”
“Don’t engage him, he’s not worth your time.”
“I won’t.” Sarai hung up. She paced the bathroom trying to calm herself down.
Chapter 10
Alistair
Phoebe and Alistair entered his office. “It’s safe to talk here.”
She glanced around. The office was spacious. He had a standing desk in one corner and a regular mahogany desk. There was a comfy looking couch across from the mahogany desk. There were personal pictures on the wall, pictures of Alistair and his friends on a yacht, Alistair and his buddy climbing Mount Everest, he and his friend on their adventure in Antarctica, playing with penguins, as well as pictures of dragons. There was a large black marble dragon on his desk. There was a dragon print ashtray he used when he felt like smoking a cigar, which wasn’t very often. She noticed everything was fireproof. That made her smile.
“So, this is where you spend all your time?”
“Yes. This is my gym. Come back by tomorrow, I’ll give you a tour, but I’m about to close up for the night.”
“Oh, that’s alright. I have no reason to come here on my own, or ever again. I just needed to speak with you. So, I couldn’t help but notice you were getting pretty cozy with that pixy.”
“What do you want, Phoebe?” he asked curtly. He crossed his arms. “I don’t need to talk about the wedding. My parents are making all the plans, I just have to show up.”
