Page 136 of Make Them Cry
“Wild. Emotional. Surreal.”
“You see the Tasha thing?”
“Oh yeah,” I whisper. “Front row.”
He chuckles. “I bet that was satisfying.”
“More than it should’ve been.”
He turns, eyes searching mine. “You okay?”
“Better than okay.” I rest my hands on his chest. “I got offered Andrew’s job.”
He stills. “And?”
“I said no.”
He blinks. “Youwhat?”
“I said no,” I repeat, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Because it would mean not being able to date you. And I’m not giving you up. Not for a job. Not for anything.”
For a moment, he just stares.
“Do you want the job?”
I shrug. “Honestly, I don’t think I even want NovaPlay anymore. The board doesn’t care about me. About their employees.”
Gage nods. “I’ve been thinking about that too, and well…”
“What?” I ask.
“Dean offered us both positions. Says he could use our computer skills on his team.”
I’m shocked.
Likereallyshocked.
“What did you say?”
His eyes meet mine and he inches closer. “Said I’d have to talk to you first.”
“I think I like that idea.” I wrap my arms around his neck and tug him closer.
Then he kisses me.
Hard. Deep. Like I just gave him the world.
“Damn it, Riv,” he whispers against my lips. “You’re gonna wreck me.”
“You already wrecked me,” I say, kissing him back. “Let’s call it even.”
He laughs, and it’s the most beautiful sound in the world.
We eat dinner curled together on the couch, sharing bites off each other’s plates, watching trash TV and pretending we don’tboth want to carry each other to bed the second the credits roll. But tonight isn’t about urgency.
It’s about peace.
It’s about healing.
