“They want a piece of his time. You know, your brother is so busy with work that he has very little time to spare.”
Katie snaps her fingers. “Yeah, what she said.”
I cough to hide my laugh. My poor mother probably has to constantly walk the fine line between having adult conversations with her older kids while still having little kids around her.
“There’s just not enough of me and my time to go around,” I say, then feel my mom smack my head from behind, making both Katie and me laugh.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Zoe
I head back to work since, technically, my workday still has a few hours left, but really, I need to talk to Jana and unload what’s going on in my head.
Once I’m in the office, I walk to my desk, where Jana just stares at me, waiting for me to say something. Anything, as I take my seat.
“Zoe, glad to see you’re back. Can you come to my office, please?” Christina says.
I slide my chair back, and Jana plops her head to her desk.
“Fine, yeah, I’ll just wait here even longer, dying to know how your trip went.”
I shush her, making my way to Christina’s office.
“Hello. You wanted to see me?” I ask, standing in her doorway.
“Yes, shut the door and have a seat.” She motions to the chairs in front of her desk.
Questions swarm in my head, and I’m thankful I get to turn around even for a brief second to shut the door so I can gather my thoughts.
“How was the trip?” she asks, confusing me even more.
She’s never seemed like someone to have small talk.
“It was good.” I shrug.
“And you and David got along just fine?”
My face flushes instantly as images of him fucking mejust fineflash through my mind. All I can do is nod my head, afraid my tone will give everything away.
“Glad to hear. Samantha said she enjoyed spending the day with both of you, so thank you for representing us so well. That’s it.”
She excuses me and goes back to what she was doing before I walked in.
“Thank you,” I respond, only because I feel like I need to say something while I stand to leave.
“What was that all about?” Jana asks once I’m seated again.
“She just asked if David and I got along.”
She purses her lips in the same questioning expression that Christina had. “Okay … so did you?”
I inhale a very deep breath, then drop my chin to my chest, peeking up ever so slightly with a tiny grin.
“You didn’t!” she whispers a little too loudly.
I glance around to make sure no one is listening, then widen my eyes at her, asking her to be quiet.
She stands and grabs my arm to go to the break room, where we can have a more private conversation.
