ME
That is forme. It makes my life easier.
CHASE
At work. What about for you?
ME
What about for me?
CHASE
Do you want to talk about it?
ME
Not really.
CHASE
What are you wearing today?
ME
What kind of question is that.
CHASE
Bet its one of those power suits.
ME
I’m not sexting you right now.
CHASE
You’ve got your armor on today, don’t you.
ME
I really need to go.
CHASE
Okay. Have a better day.
Can’t wait to see you when I get back, Princess.
It both annoys me and makes me happy when he calls me Princess. I haven’t asked him to stop, though I should. That must mean something. Maybe it’s that despite being snippy with him when he texts me or avoiding him when he’s around, he keeps trying to talk to me. He keeps showing up and working to prove he’s changed. He’s making strides to take responsibility and be better. Why can’t I acknowledge that?
A knock on the doorframe interrupts the battle in my head. We just left another status meeting with the PR team to go over the schedule for Horse Patrol Night next week, so I’m surprised to find Grant at my door. I was expecting Mark to come ask me what he missed after failing to show up yet again. I’ve had to deal with everything alone since the showdown three weeks ago after Chase’s arrest.
“Gabrielle, do you have a moment?” Grant asks from the doorway.
“Sure, come in.”I motion to the chairs in front of my desk and sit down in my desk chair. He walks in and closes the door behind him. “Please, take a seat. What can I do for you?”
Grant offers me a kind smile as he unbuttons the jacket of his suit while he lowers into the leather chair opposite my desk. “How are things going with Bennett?”
