“What’s going on in there?”
“Just thinking about something we can do. What will you do today?”
“I actually might do a little writing. I usually write with Arch but it’s relaxing working on my music, I very rarely get peace and quiet to just sit and work. You gonna tell me what this plan is you’re thinking about?”
“It involves going out late after closing time, you think you’ll turn into a pumpkin before then?” Adam laughs. “It’ll be safe though, don’t worry,” I add when he looks over.
“I’m not worried,” he smiles.
We’re almost into the city and he asks me where he needs to drop me off, I give him directions and he heads towards work.
“I’ll get a hotel for the last two nights,” he says. “Makes more sense to stay here and I’m pretty sure Keira is sick of my ugly mug.”
“I think she loves having you there. Jake too, his eyes light up when he sees you.”
He smiles wide. It’s obvious he loves his family. I really don’t know much about Aidan Gass and his band, but Adam Mathews is really sweet, just like Keira said, despite me telling him he is anything but. I’m intrigued about his song writing too. It would be really interesting to sit and watch how he works. All too soon we’re at my office.
He tells me he’ll let me know where he is staying and gives me a kiss that makes my toes curl and my lower region tighten, he’s giving me a knowing grin as I back up.
“Shut up,” I try not to laugh but when he winks it nearly does me in.
I go to the office with a huge smile on my face, get on with some work and then call Brooke and ask her to meet up for lunch. She can only get away at two and needs me to come to her office.
I walk into the law firm just after two and meet her in her office where she has ordered in. She passes me a strawberry milkshake and I smile, it’s been a while.
She studies me for a minute. “What is going on with you? You’ve been smiling like a lunatic since you walked in here.”
“Oh nothing.”
“Liar.” She leans back in her chair looking all elegant in her court outfit. Then she kicks off her shoes and puts her feet on the desk, that is more like the Brooke I know. “Oh my God, you got laid!”
“What?” my face reddens. She shouted it so loud it’s a wonder everyone outside her office didn’t turn around. “No, I didn’t.”
She laughs. “But it has to do with a man, right? I know you too well Jenna Montanari.”
“Yeah.”
“Knew it,” she grabs a carton of Chinese food and chopsticks and looks at me before taking a mouthful. “Spill.”
“Remember the night I broke up with Lance?”
“Yes, fucker,” she snarls, then waves her chopsticks for me to continue.
“Well, right after I punched his face, I couldn’t find the exit and Lance was still trying to talk to me, this guy grabbed me and pulled me away so Lance wouldn’t find me. He’d seen everything and knew I didn’t want another confrontation. He was funny and wanted to take my mind off Lance. We had a drink. He kept taking my phone when Lance text or called, he even spoke to him and told him I was with him now.”
“Wow. Is he hot?”
“So hot,” I laugh.
“Details.”
“Tall, broad, hard body, blue eyes, dirty blond hair, all wavy like he runs his hands through it, not like its styled like that.”
“Fuck me hair, got it,” she smiles. “I’m getting hot and bothered just thinking about him.”
“So he says his name is Adam and as I leave he puts his number in my phone and tells me to let him know I got home okay.”
“Are you sure this is real, Jenna. He sounds too good to be true.”