Page 12 of Crave Me

“Wren,” Evan continues. “I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I enjoyed your company and would like to see you again.”

“I know,” I respond, knowing my feelings toward Bryant are reflecting in my behavior. “It’s just not a good time for me to get to know someone on a personal level. And when it comes to my job, I never want to leave anyone with the wrong impression.” The gunmetal sky is fizzing out in that way it does when snow isn’t far behind. I tilt my head in the direction of the dealership, where the bright lights showcase the building. “I’ve worked hard for the rep that I have and I don’t want anyone thinking my sales are due to providing clients with more than just test drives.”

He nods. “I understand.”

Maybe he does. That doesn’t make telling him “no” any easier.

I dig my hands into to my black leather coat, expecting him to leave in huff, but he doesn’t, reminding me how nice he really is. “Forgive me, but I have to go. Will you call me when my Explorer is in?”

“Yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

“Thank you,” he says. When it’s clear there’s nothing else to say he smiles softly. “Goodbye, Wren.”

“Take it easy, Evan.” I punch his arm affectionately and walk back toward the building and through the automated doors. I don’t bother to turn and watch him drive away.

No matter how much I want to.

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