Page 23 of Bear Boss's Mate
Sheila looked pissed.
“What’s up?” Marcy tried to sound chipper despite her reservations about what was to come.
Sheila walked up to Marcy’s desk and peered over at her, seething with jealousy. She stuck one finger out, pointing it at Marcy, who stifled a groan.
“I’m not sure what kind of game you’re playing. I had my sights on Austin long before you showed up here,” she said.
Seriously?Marcy resisted an eye roll. “Is that so? What makes you think I have my sights set on him?” Marcy said, hoping to diffuse things.
Sheila’s face reddened. “Don’t play games. We can both see it. He’s one of this town’s most eligible bachelors, and I intend to make him mine.” She leaned forward.
Marcy let out a single laugh and put her hand to her mouth. She shook her head. “I am not interested in marrying Austin. He’s my boss. Besides, he only asked me out to lunch.”
She didn’t want Sheila to know anything about her date with him. It was none of her business. Marcy really didn’t like this woman at all.
Sheila placed her hands on her hips. “You should stop kidding yourself. He doesn’t want you, he told me so himself.”
“No offense, but I don’t think he wants you either,” Marcy snarked.
Sheila recoiled in shock. “If you would stop interfering, he’d see I’m the best thing for him,” she stammered, pushing some stray bottle-blond hair from her face.
Marcy smirked. “I’m not doing anything. If you think you are the one he should be with, then go for it. I’m not stopping you.”
Sheila blinked and stared at her. “He certainly isn’t going to date someone like you anyway,” she spat.
“Someone like me?”Austin happens to think I’m beautiful, but whatevs.She started to grin and stopped herself, eyeing the crazy woman.
Sheila waved a disapproving finger up and down in front of Marcy, making a face that looked like she had just sucked a lemon.This skinny bitch is delusional.
“Get out of my office. Now!” Marcy barked, folding her arms across her chest.
Sheila snorted. “You better back off. He doesn’t want you. He’s mine. Don’t even think about crossing me.” She glared at Marcy and turned to leave, closing the door behind her.
“Looks like Austin has his own stalker,” Marcy mumbled to herself. She unfolded her arms and put her elbows on her desk. Any thoughts of dating Austin were just that. Marcy wasn’t prepared to act on them. How could she? Look at the crap she’d have to put up with.
She liked her job. That was what she was going to focus on. Sheila could have him. Marcy wasn’t interested in fighting over a new man. She liked Austin very much. But it wasn’t the right time for them.
Sheila was just trying to stir the pot, and Marcy knew it.
Little did Sheila know, Marcy had already decided not to go out with him again, anyway.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
THE NEXT DAY, MARCYbrought in her own lunch to eat at her desk. She wasn’t going to put herself out there just to have more potential issues with people.
People like Sheila and Mick.
The situation with Mick proved she was not ready to be in a relationship yet, out of fear of getting hurt. Sheila only made matters worse. Marcy didn’t want to have to leave her job if things got ugly.
That meant no more lunches with Austin, and definitely no more dates.
She hoped he wouldn’t ask her out for lunch again because she didn’t want to have to turn him down. Even though doing so was the right thing to do.
They had enjoyed their lunch together the day before, and she’d gone away from that, thinking they could be friends.
That was before Sheila had a go at her for being around Austin.Besides, there’s no way I could ever be just friends with him.She had to keep things strictly professional and avoid him as much as possible.
Around midday, Austin appeared at her door, smiling. Marcy pretended to be working at her computer and ignored him for a couple of moments to make her lie believable.
