“We’re going to talk. That’s all I know.”
“But last night you said you loved him as if you were going to stay with him,” Lily reminded me. Yes, my intentions were to say with Will.
“First off, it’s my life. Let’s not forget that. Second, if it never happens again, why wouldn’t I give him another chance? I love him.”
Lily and Tate groaned in unison, and anger sparked inside me.
“Stop it! I believe I’ve contributed to this whole thing by working so much. You guys warned me I was taking on too many events. Well, it came up and bit me in the ass. I’ve learned. I’ll hire more people.”
“Except you’re the only event planner. Nobody can plan events like you. The clients want YOU.” Lily wasn’t wrong. Hiring another event planner would be expensive and pointless; the clients wanted to deal with me specifically.
“What if I trained you to help me?” I asked with a hopeful grin.
“Oh sure, as if I don’t already have a fuckton of work.” She squashed my idea in one sarcastic sentence.
“Then I’ll figure out what a manageable number of events is for each month and stick to it.”
They darted glances back and forth to each other again.
“What?” I huffed.
“Eat your donut. I don’t think your brain is functioning correctly. When have you ever not taken on more than you can handle?” Tate snorted.
“Look, you two. I’m not going to lose Will over my job. I know I work a lot, and I know he’s been lonely. If I want to be with him, some things need to change, and at the top of the list is the number of hours I work.”
“Wow, you must really love him.”
“Lily! Have you not been listening to me?” I ripped off a piece of the chocolate pastry with peanuts and shoved it into my mouth. I slowly chewed my favorite kind of donut. “I’m not going to choose work over the man I love. I can balance both.”
“If anyone can, it’s you.” She smiled.
“What if it’s not enough?” Tate asked.
I balked at him. “Debbie Downer much? God, Tate. I need to try to make this work. I know Will loves me. I know he does.”
“Okay. And if he doesn’t, we’ll be here to dust you off.”
I shook my head as they flashed stupid grins. I knew they meant well, but I also knew what I was capable of. I could juggle workandWill.
If he stumbled because of me, then I needed to fix it.
If it was because of Jason, then I had to be available for Will to have a second option.Me.If I were home, he’d stay with me. I was sure of it.
Any way I looked at it, I was somehow to blame, which meant I needed to make it right.
I loved Will, and I believed he loved me too.
We’d get through this… We had to.