Not because the profile was bad. It was actually good. Great actually. The person had listed interests that aligned with mine, values that matched, a sense of humor that seemed compatible. I had recently become very fond of what they called dry humor. The guy looked perfect for me on paper.
But all I could think about was Dane.
I closed the laptop and felt tears burning in my eyes again. I was in love with Dane Kavanagh. Completely, irrevocably in love with him. And the idea of being with anyone else made me want to throw up.
“You okay?” Abby asked.
“Cupid’s Arrow found me a match.”
“And?”
“And Cupid needs to keep his diaper-wearing ass out of my business.” I sighed and angrily wiped my eyes. “I don’t want anyone except him. I know. I’m an idiot.”
“You’re not an idiot. You’re in love.”
I pouted and crossed my arms. “Same thing.”
She came and sat beside me. “What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. Go to work tomorrow. Try not to cry at my desk. Probably start updating my resume.”
“You’re not quitting.”
“I might have to, Abby. How am I supposed to work there now? How am I supposed to see him every day and pretend my heart isn’t broken?”
“I don’t know. But running away isn’t the answer.” She squeezed my hand. “Sleep on it. See how you feel in the morning.”
I had a feeling I was only going to feel worse the second I laid eyes on him.
Monday morning came too quickly.
I dressed carefully. I had to look good. It was my only armor against whatever the day would bring. I did my makeup to hide the evidence of weekend crying. I spent twice as long getting ready than I normally would.
I had to. I had to feel like I was putting on a brave face and that meant channeling my inner boss bitch.
I could do this. I could walk into that office, sit at my desk, and be a goddamn professional.
Even if it killed me.
The elevator ride up felt like climbing to my own execution. When the doors opened, I stepped onto the floor and immediately saw Norma standing by my desk like the Grim Reaper.
My stomach dropped.
Keith had snitched, that rat. He’d gone to Norma and the board, just like he’d threatened to do, and now I was about to be fired for sleeping with my boss.
Obviously, Dane wasn’t getting canned. It was his company. They weren’t about to oust him.
I walked toward her on legs that felt like they might give out. I hoped I looked confident with my shoulders back and chin up.I had a fake smile that probably looked more like the Joker than anything friendly, but I was doing my best.
“Ina,” Norma said quietly. “Can we talk in my office?”
“Of course.” I followed her, aware of other people starting to arrive. They definitely noticed.
Everyone knew. Of course everyone knew.
Norma closed her office door and gestured for me to sit. “I’m not going to sugarcoat this,” she said. “Dane came to me this morning. He told me about your relationship.”
My jaw unhinged and fell open.Danehad told her. Not Keith. Dane himself had come clean.
