“Jesus,” he grumbles. “I wanted to spank her, okay? There are reasons for it.”
“Ever think she didn’t want to be spanked?” Posey asks.
“Trust me . . . she wants to be spanked.”
“Who wants to be spanked?” Pacey asks, walking in from the training room.
“Ollie,” Posey answers. “But not today. Silas is mad about it. Also, something is going on with donuts and Holmes and Blakely, but we haven’t gotten to the bottom of it.”
“Were they yeast donuts?”
“For the love of fuck!” I shout, startling the guys. “They were yeast, okay? I’m not an asshole who thinks I can surprise a girl with cake donuts and make an impact. It wasn’t the goddamn donuts.”
“I think he’s upset,” Posey says, stating the obvious.
“If it wasn’t the donuts, then what’s going on?” OC asks, coming in with concern. He very well might be a welcome addition to this group. He seems more levelheaded than these other idiots I deal with.
I glance around the room, looking at my impatient friends. I shouldn’t tell them, but I don’t have the bandwidth to think up anything else.And it was in the roommate confidentiality agreement vault.But, fuck, I need the help. I hope she doesn’t hate me if she ever finds out . . .
“She was offered a new job.”
“Shit, that sucks,” Pacey says. “Not being able to see her at work.”
“Will just make it harder to make a move, but we can work around that,” Posey says.
“She might be moving . . . back to the States,” I add.
“Well, fuck,” Silas says, his compassion starting to show.
“Man, I’m sorry,” OC says.
“Leaving Vancouver? Really?” Posey asks.
“I think—”
“No!” Posey shouts, shaking his head. “Nope, it’s not happening. I refuse to let it happen.”
“As if you have control.” Silas rolls his eyes.
“She seems dead set on being her own woman,” Pacey adds. “Hence why she didn’t move with her boyfriend. Do you think you can go up to her and tell her no? Not going to work.”
Still shaking his head, Posey continues. “This is not how it was supposed to happen. She’s not supposed to get a new job. Who’s even offering the job?”
“Huxley Cane,” I answer.
“Who the hell—”
“Hey, my cousin is married to him,” OC says, cutting Silas off. Then he pauses for a second. “Hold on . . . Blakely. Jesus, that’s how I know her.”
Confused, I ask, “How do you know her?”
“My sister, Kenzie, was roommates with her in college. Fuck, that was driving me crazy.”
“Your sister was roommates with Blakely?” Pacey asks. “Fucking small world.”
“Yeah, kind of crazy. I’m not sure Kenzie even knows that. She’s actually dating one of the guys who programmed The Jock Report. His name is Banner. They’re making a lot of changes, so I could see why they want to hire Blakely.”
Shit . . .
