Page 888 of Deep Pockets

Our eyes met. My smile softened. Man, I had missed him.

“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” I told him, backing away before I got myself in trouble.

“Thanks for stopping in.”

The tension I’d seen when I entered his office had evaporated. Perhaps he had been anticipating this conversation as much as I had. And it had gone better than I’d thought. Neither of us had snapped at the other nor had we torn each other’s clothes off. Yet.

I walked out of Landon’s office with a bounce in my step that hadn’t been there before. Things were looking up. Landon and I were back on speaking terms. I had a surprise birthday party tonight for my best friend. I felt on top of the world.

I almost made it to my desk when Julia scampered out of her office, heading toward me. She was in a sexy black wrap dress that I could never in a million years pull off. She had the most amazing curves. Like to-die-for curves.

“Hey, sexy,” I said, whistling at her as she approached.

“Don’t use those moves on me, Martin,” Julia said. “My office. Now.”

I laughed as she shooed me along. “I hope I’m not in trouble.”

“You’re in a world of trouble.”

I shook my head and then plopped down in the seat in front of her desk. She slammed the door shut, as if I were really in trouble, and then smacked me on the arm.

“What the hell happened with Nick? You don’t call. You don’t write. You can’t fill a girl in?”

“Didn’t work out.”

“What part of it didn’t work out? Trevor was the one who told me. I think Nick is really beat up about it.”

“He is?” I asked in confusion. “He seemed totally fine when I let him down gently after our date on Friday night.”

Julia dropped her head into her hands. “You dumped him on your date?”

“Well, we weren’t really dating. So, I didn’t really dump him.”

“It was date three. I thought things were going somewhere.”

“I guess they weren’t.”

“Come on. Give me details. I thought this was a good thing.”

I shrugged. I’d known before that Nick wasn’t right for me, but after Friday night, I was beyond sure that I couldn’t keep seeing him.

“I don’t think it was a good thing. I think it was a convenient thing.”

Julia sighed. “All right. Back to the drawing board. Maybe Trevor has another friend.”

“I don’t think so,” I said, holding up my hand. “Could you imagine me dating another one of his friends?”

“No,” she grumbled. “But I want you to be happy. It’s a project of love to find you a man.”

I cracked a grin. “What if I just want your body?”

Julia laughed and shook her head. “Don’t tell Emery. She’d be way jealous of our love.”

“That’s a fact,” I agreed. “She’s a jealous bitch.”

“With every right to be. You’re an awesome friend and person, which is why I want to find you a guy.”

I waved her off. “Don’t worry about it.”

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