“Alrighty then, look for my email.” Disconnecting, I tossed my phone on the desk and reached for more fries. When I couldn’t feel any, I glanced into the container. “Aw, empty.”
Pouting, I stood. I needed a dose of Elias since I was all out of fried foods. Not bothering to knock, I walked into his office.
Only to find it empty.
Sticking my head out of the room, I frowned. “Elias?”
Jos came out of her office. “He left about ten minutes ago, honey. Reid had an issue on-site.”
“Oh,” I muttered. He hadn’t kissed me or told me bye, something he always did before he left.
His mom grinned. “He’s in a mood today, huh?”
“Apparently.” I closed his door as I stepped into the hall, my pout getting worse. Obviously, he was more pissed at me than I’d thought. I didn’t like that.
I wanted my kiss, damn it.
Hurt, I returned to my office. Only a minute before, I’d been so confident when I’d told Berkeley I was trying out Reid as my new last name. But suddenly, I wondered if maybe she was right and Elias was getting tired of me. I was a lot for people to handle sometimes.
“What’s up?” Jos asked, following me.
I took my seat behind the drafting table. I had so many things I could have unloaded on her, and I knew she would listen patiently. Jos and Elias were so much alike. She’d taught him patience, but then again, anyone married to Tanner Reid would need to possess that. Instead, I only told her about the newest headache on my list. “Lynn Berkeley decided she wants to change something else.”
“Her again,” she huffed. “Girl, you have more willpower than me to deal with that spoiled bitch. I know you’re being the bigger person and all, but I swear, if she keeps up this diva routine, I’m going to tell her to fuck off. She’s wasting your time.”
“It’s fine. I can deal with her.”
“You shouldn’t have to, though. Seriously. If she doesn’t accept a final plan soon, I’m cutting her loose.” Grumbling under her breath, she dropped into a chair in front of my desk. “Stupid cunt isn’t going to stress out my girl if I can help it. I’ll pull that bitch bald if she keeps this shit up.”
Warmth bloomed in my chest, and I blew her a kiss. “You’re one of my top five favorite people, Jos.”
Her eyes softened. “Same!”
CHAPTERFORTY-TWO
samara
By five,I had worked myself up enough over Elias not saying bye to me. Berkeley’s prediction that he would be tired of my drama soon burned. Wanting her out of my hair, I dived into the changes to her project, even though I had other work that needed to be done first.
Frustrated, I rolled my chair back and grabbed my empty coffee cup. “Ugh, I hate indecisive clients,” I complained as I went straight for the coffee station behind the reception desk.
Seeing that the pot was full and smelled fresh, I felt my adoration for the fairy grow. “Nishia, you are legit an angel for keeping the coffee fresh all day. You’re a lifesaver.”
She smiled as she straightened up her workstation, closing down for the day, while also making sure everything was ready to go for Monday morning. “Did that Lynn woman change her mind again?”
I added cream to my coffee because I needed an extra treat, my annoyance at Elias’s kink buddy bubbling higher. “Do you have experience burying a body?”
Nishia laughed, but I was completely serious. She and Jack were an official couple, so she needed to learn quickly about the darker side of his life. And because I cared about her, I wanted her to learn the right way.
“No?”
Her question-answer wasn’t encouraging. I had a lot to teach her, apparently. “You asking or telling me, fairy?”
“Telling,” she said with a laugh. “Sorry, I’ve never buried a body before.”
“You’re a Hannigan now, so that will probably change sooner or later.”
Her smile didn’t fade, which was encouraging. Jack didn’t need someone who couldn’t handle the darkness of his world. “I’m kind of okay with that.”