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“It’s to remind you of how we met. And it’s a promise. That just like that night, I will stick around.”
“Funnily enough, I didn’t want you sticking around that night,” I confess.
His eyes widen. “What?”
“I’d had a shitty day, and I was embarrassed. I felt so icky in my own skin. I didn’t want to be around anyone, especially not a hot guy.”
“Aw, you thought I was hot?”
I blink at him slowly. “That’s all you heard from that?”
“Yes,” he teases. “I’m glad you let me stick around that night.”
“Me too.”
“I also thought you were very hot, by the way.” He pulls me into his arms one more time and starts to pepper kisses all over my face.
“I looked like a mess, and I was barefoot.” I laugh, trying to escape his arms.
“You could’ve worn a trash bag and I would’ve thought you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Stop flirting.” I snicker.
“Never.”
Chapter 36
Robin
It’s been a week since Hayden left.
I try to be positive, and I replay our last conversation in my head over and over. “I’m not leaving you.”
Then why does it feel like it?
My mind is all over the place. There are moments when I feel hopeful and strong and then there are moments when I want to crawl underneath my blanket and never come out again.
To make matters worse, I haven’t had the courage to talk to Tom yet. I’m mad at myself because I can’t seem to pull the trigger.
He’s passed my desk multiple times already. Every time I tried to say something, I failed.
What if I don’t have it in me? What if I quit this job, and then a week into my new job, they tell me I’m not good enough? That they made a mistake? Where do I go then?
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I know it’s Hayden before I even look at it.
Hayden: Someone is dropping something off for you at work in approximately three minutes
Me: that’s ominous. I hope you’re not sending anything inappropriate.
Hayden: Shit. Too late. It’s very inappropriate
Me: if it’s a sex toy I will kill you.
Hayden: It’s not. But now I know what I’m sending next
Hayden: He’s two minutes away.
Me: who?
