Page 46 of Obsession on Repeat
"The day you came for the interview I knew all there was to know about you, Rory." She patted my knee gently. "How long have you been dating Sullivan?"
"Almost seven months."
"Do you love him?"
I rubbed my forehead. "Yes, but we’ve been fighting a lot lately. He’s gone again preparing to film another movie." I paused to fill my shot glass again and drowned the contents before pouring another one, chasing it as well. "I’m in way over my head."
"Rory, slow down." She covered my hand with hers where it rested on the bottle, preventing me from pouring another shot. "You’re not in over your head. If I thought you were incapable, I wouldn’t have hired you."
"No, you hired me after you found out personal details about my life."
"Am I wrong for wanting to make sure my interests were protected?"
Shaking my head, I slipped my hand free. "I don’t have anything to hide."
"We all have something to hide. Do me a favor, and don’t put on a fake face around me, too many people do it too much already for my tastes." Vanessa rose from the couch, leaving the bottle. "Consider the bottle a gift, but a word of advice? Straighten things out before you lose peace of mind. You’re too good a person to let this fast-paced life eat at you."
She turned at the door, hand lingering on the knob. "As cheesy as it sounds, sometimes what you want isn’t what you need, but don’t forget that every decision you make has a consequence."
14
Shuttingmyselfinthebathroom, I dialed Sullivan’s number. It rang several times before a clicking sound informed me it had been picked up. I opened my mouth to speak when I was interrupted, an unfamiliar feminine voice greeting me.
"Sully’s phone!"
I frowned. "Who is this?"
"This is his secretary. Who is this?"
"Sullivan doesn’t have a secretary, and he definitely wouldn’t pay her to giggle if he did," I snapped. "Who the hell is this?"
"Um, hold on."
There was a brief silence.
"Rory?"
"Who was that?" I paced around in the bathroom.
"That, my love and sometimes frustration of my life, was Tate Evers, my co-star. I told her that you wouldn’t find it funny to answer, but she’s got a mind of her own, like someone else I know."
I ignored the obvious jab. "Where are you?"
He sighed, the background a garbled mess. "We’re at dinner right now. Your call is a welcome diversion, though I’m surprised to hear from you."
I paused. "Why wouldn’t you hear from me? I haven’t heard from you since you left. You haven’t texted me."
"Rory…" It sounded as if he covered the phone. His voice came out lower than usual through the line. "I love you, but I can’t fight with you every time I turn around. If things are bothering you, we can fix them, but…"
"I’m not fighting with you, what are you talking about?"
He sighed again. "Look, I have to go, but I’ll be home in a couple days."
"Sullivan…"
"Lorelai, I cannot do this right now."
I forced myself from pushing the subject more. "Okay."
