Page 41 of The Office Games

“Yeah, I’m sure,” he says, letting me go. “Well, here we are together, year thirty and single.”

“Yeah. Year thirty…” I’m stunned that he’s found me. “Can I link up with you later? I’m here to grab brunch with Georgia.”

“Well, I just ran into Georgia and she said that I could talk to you first.”

“Yeah, I guess you and I should talk, too.” I look around. “Want to get a booth?”

“No, let’s do this someplace else.” He slips an arm around my waist and leads me away.“We have an important conversation looming.”

“Wait a second,” I say, not wanting to discuss anything about that pact.

Not now…“I need to check on something.”

“Is it that important?”

“Yes. I’ll be right back.” I turn away without another word.

TWENTY

TARYN

I rush upstairs with my heart in my throat, desperate to ask if James feels the same way I feel, if maybe—just maybe, I haven’t misread the signs during our road trip.

And the other night…

When I enter the suite, I notice that his suitcase is no longer by the door. I check to see if housekeeping moved it to one of the closets, but they’re all empty.

I walk through the living room and check the balcony, and there’s no hint of him ever being here with me.

Stepping into the kitchen, I spot a note clinging to the fridge.

Taryn,

I enjoyed the ride here with you,

Happy holidays,

James

That’s it?

I flip it over and check my phone for missed calls and texts.

There’s nothing from him.

Confused, I return to the elevator and head downstairs.

Even if my feelings may weigh more than his, I refuse to believe he would leave the estate without telling me goodbye.

Halfway there, I spot Cameron chatting with Savannah and Georgia.

His eyes meet mine before I can turn around.

Shit…

“Come over here, Taryn!”

I force a smile and oblige.

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