Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2)
Chapter 22 Presley
Jet lag is a major drag. I never really understood that until last night. I tossed and turned for hours before slipping into a fitful sleep.
After coming to the decision that I have to put my career first, I decide I can’t let these little setbacks affect me. I roust myself out of bed, power down two cups of scalding-hot coffee, and make my way to work like it’s my job.
It is your job, Presley. Wow, I must be tired.
The click-click of my heels on the office floor is a familiar sound. Yes, this is what I need—a consistent and predictable work environment in which I can be the best version of myself. Not an undefined relationship with a man whose mood changes so dramatically that I wonder if he’s really two people. The first, a charming, funny, considerate man. The other, a loathsome asshole with no consideration for the feelings of others.
No, I don’t have time to juggle my work and a man who can’t decide who he is. I’m still figuring out who I am.
My determined stride across the office falters as I spot Jordan, packing his personal items away into a box. Why?
“Jordan!”
“Oh, hey, Prez,” he says in his usual chipper way. But his dimpled smile doesn’t reach his big blue eyes.
“What’s going on?”
others already packed up. I guess
cold, dark ocean. Like the plane I disembarked just yesterday hadn’t landed safely at all,
and an assortment of
my eyes. “Jordan .
be fine. You’re practically a genius, so you’ll get a paying job in no time. And who can resist this face?” He smiles with
the enthusiasm, but all I can manage is a sad half
battle cry and more like the cheap knock-off shoes that I bought in college. They’ve been glued back together so many times . . . if the heel snapped off one of them today, I
at my desk, I start collecting my own things. I don’t have much—a Brown insignia pin, a picture of Michael, a stained coffee mug, some miscellaneous business books, and a preserved sticky note my mother wrote for me back in middle school. I love my smart girl! it reads in a splash of blue marker. She tucked it away in my lunch box the day of a dreaded geometry test that I’d been
only get
of me go into the box, which gets heavier with
“Oh, you’re here already?”
recognize
against the empty desk kitty-corner to mine that
the bitter little girl in me insists. Even as
am,” I say
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