Page 20 of Come Apart
I need to get out of here.
I turn to leave but Ryan clears his throat. When I bring my gaze back to him, he's sporting a small smile.
I don't trust it.
"How is Alyssa?" he asks.
Dick.
"She's great."
"I've been meaning to ask her to dinner." He folds his hands in his lap. "We were best friends for years. I'm sure she'd like to get back in touch."
I laugh, wiping the sly smirk right off his face.
Does he think I actually see him as a threat?
"Knock yourself out, man. I need to get back to work."
He can say whatever the hell he wants.
I'm still the one with Alyssa.
"Yes, you have two briefs to finish. You don't want to work too late." A heavy, deliberate pause. "She gets lonely."
There's an ugly glint in his eye.
He doesn't like that I laughed in his face.
Tough break.
"Don't worry—her days of being left unsatisfied are over."
His face turns red with anger, but I turn and leave before he can pull himself together enough to respond.
