I stare at the door as he slips out and closes it behind him. Confusion, dread, and guilt funnel into my body in one suffocating wave.
“Oh shit,” I mumble under my breath.
I just went to second base with my second boss.
That makes two out of three.
Chapter 13
Maddy
“Moving day! It’s moving day!” Riley sings, as she dances around my apartment, which is all boxed up and ready to go.
I groan as I stack the final box on top of the others. I am the world’s worst packer. And it’s been even harder this time than usual because I can’t stop thinking about the fact that I’ve lettwoof my three bosses touch me inallthe unprofessional ways.
“What’s your deal, girl?” Riley tilts her head at me, her dark brows furrowed. “You’ve been over your cold for like, what? A week now? You feel okay?”
“Well, yeah, but…” My voice trails off as I eye the bathroom where Caleb got me off with his fingers.
Ugh.“It’s just the stress of moving,” I lie, not ready to come clean. I already know exactly what she’s going to say about the situation.
And I amnotready for that.
“Well, starting new is good for you. New job, new place. It’ll be absolutely perfect. And the movers,” she drops her eyes to her watch, “will be here in less than ten minutes.”
“I’m glad we’re going with movers,” I mumble, my eyes drifting across my apartment. Most of the furniture is going to Goodwill, thankfully, but the rest of my shit?
Yeah, I can’t imagine having to do it myself.
“Just think,” Riley plops down on my coffee table. “Tomorrow at this time, we’ll be lounging at the pool, staring at all the hot, rich men who also live in our complex.”
“That seems like a stretch,” I say, making a face at her. “For all we know, there’s not a single hot guy there.”
“I have a good feeling,” Riley wiggles her brows at me. “Don’t you worry.”
Before I can counter that with something way more realistic, there’s a knock at the door, and my apartment is suddenly a flood of movers and boxes, going in all directions.
I stand back and watch the blur, and when everything is out, I follow Riley downstairs to grab a cab to the new building.
“I just don’t know why you’re not more excited.” Riley eyes me as she opens the door for me. “Is it something at work? Is Beckgetting under your skin again? I know it’s hard that he doesn’t remember the night you had, but fuck it, Maddy. Maybe he’s just weird that way.”
I shake my head as I settle into the back of the car. “It’s not so much that. It’s actually one of the others.”
“Oh right, the asshole,” Riley hums, slamming the door as she takes a seat beside me, grabbing for her seatbelt. “Adrian.”
I purse my lips together. “He’s definitely an asshole, but it’s the other one.”
She nods, looking confused. “Right. The one who brought you soup.”
“Yeah,” I let out a sigh, and then sweep my hair up into a ponytail to distract myself from my best friend’s razor-sharp stare. “It’s just that when he came over…”
“Oh my god,” Riley’s eyes go wide. “You slept with him, too.”
“Why do you always assume I’m doing the sluttiest thing possible?” I snap at her and then cringe. “But kind of. We made it to second base. And then he just jetted out of there.”
“And has acted like nothing ever happened,” Riley finishes, giving me a sympathetic look. “Maybe that’s what they do with all their assistants, and that’s why no one stays.”
Thethought makes my stomach hurt. “There’s no way. Everyone in the office would know if that were the case.”
