Connor
“Please don’t tellme I saw you at the deli with some chick?” Nick asks when I walk back in to the office. “You better have gotten a blow job in the bathroom to make it worth leaving my ass with all this paperwork to gothrough.”
I chuckle under my breath. “Yes to the chick, no to the blowjob.”
“Really fucker? I was lucky I didn’t starve to death due to being practically chained to this desk and you take a leisure lunch with thisgirl?”
“Obviously you were able to leave if you saw me there, so quit yourbitchin.”
I try to play down his anger but he’s right. I really shouldn’t have left him, today especially with the trial starting tomorrow. All morning I couldn’t help but wonder how her night went or how she was doing on her first day here so I set everything up and snuck away at the first chance Ihad.
“You better be gettin some at least. If only one of us gets to have a life it better be worthit.”
My eyebrows raise in acknowledgment making himlaugh.
“Who isshe?”
“Does itmatter?”
“Um, yeah, it does because my social life is so far down a hole I’ll be searching for my cock with a bucket and rope here before long. So yeah, I want details. Is shegood?”
Nick and I have spoken many times about the girls we’ve hooked up with but for some reason I don’t want to tell him about Mackenzie. She isn’t some chick I hooked upwith.
When I don’t respond he says, “Shut up. You mean you actually like thischick?”
“No, it’s not like that. She’s my sister’s bestfriend.”
“But you’ve hit it?” My eyes meet with his. “Does your sisterknow?”
“Nope, and it’s going to stay that way. It was only a one-time thing. She moved here last night so I just wanted to make sure she was settledokay.”
“Uh huh, and beg to smell her panties to give you the high you need to make it through this fucking day. I know the game youplay.”
“It’s not likethat.”
He throws a folder my way. “Just fucking read lover boy. We both know there’s no time in this world for anything more than a quick fuck and a thank you, comeagain.”
I snatch the folder off the desk, angry he’s right. I never do stuff like this. I’m a workaholic. Lunch is normally what I can grab to eat at my desk. I can’t remember the last time I had lunch withanyone.
I don’t know why I called her today. I don’t know why I snuck away from Nick instead of telling him where I was going. All I know is I can’t get the image of her out of myhead.
7
Dear Diary,
Here I am again,writing to you like you’re a person, when all you are is a book full of pages where I spill my guts. Why is it that lately all my secrets, and all I wish to accomplish are written on paper? There’s so much finality in putting things in ink only to have them stare back at you. But I don't want finality. I want reality andmeaning.
Connor is becoming my driving force. I’m not really sure what’s going on but, God, I love every minute I get to spend with him. He’s my calm, my one thing to look forward to, but I worry I’m being selfish. Is it wrong of me to think I deserve this? I want to be a normal girl, finally getting to spend time with her lifelong crush. Is that too much toask?
Mackenzie
Mackenzie
"Iswear,I'm going to invest in ear plugs today," I announce when I exit myroom.
Robin laughs, handing me a cup of coffee. "Just give it some time. You were out late last night. Would that happen to be with a cute boyupstairs?"
"No, but he took me to lunch," I reply, hoping this news will take the question of where I was off the table. I already feel guilty not telling them everything. The fewer lies I have to tell, thebetter.
