Me
Tonight = yesss.
I put my phone down, my gaze dropping to my plate of eggs and veggies and hummus, and I brought it over to the corner of my kitchen, where the trash receptacle sat. I held it over the opening, waiting to see if my stomach changed its mind.
It didn’t.
So, I dumped the paper plate inside, and I walked into my office.
TWENTY-THREE
Hart
Me
I fucking love when you say yes to me.
And knowing I’m going to see you tonight makes the ass chewing I’m about to get a little more tolerable.
Sadie
Walker?
Me
How’d you guess? LOL. He’s on his way in.
Sadie
Would a night in help with the sting? Or do you want to go out?
Or do you want me to surprise you?
“Are you busy?” Eden asked as she popped her head into my office, her dark strands framingher face.
Me
Surprise me.
“Not anymore.” I set my phone down and watched her take a seat in front of my desk. “Is everything all right?”
She crossed her legs and her arms, pulling at the fabric of her black suit. “Beck isn’t coming in for the meeting?”
I shook my head. “He’s got hockey shit to deal with.”
“Which means you’re tackling Walker all on your own.”
“I’m a big boy, I can handle it. Besides, it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had to go head-to-head with my brother.” I stared at her silently, knowing that complex, layered, complicated mind of hers was churning. “Why don’t you tell me why you really came in?”
Sadie
Oh, now, this is going to be fun.
She let out a small laugh. “There’s no hiding anything from you.”
“Me? No. But we have the kind of relationship where you can come in and put it all out there, and we don’t have to beat around the bush, which is what you just did.” I nodded toward her. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
Her arms dropped from her chest, and she gripped the armrests. “When Brady’s in town, I’ve decided that I’ll go to the game with you guys, but I’m not going to go out after.”