Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
I order myself a car, and when it’s five minutes before, I get up and head toward his office. I’m about to knock when Kailyn comes out again. “Hey,” I say, and she closes the door behind her, “is he busy?”
“He just got on the phone with his father and brother,” she replies, her body shielding the door. “He asked not to be disturbed.” I smile at her, and she must think I’m going to turn around and walk away, but I’m pissed at all the things today, so I fold my arms over my chest.
“I’ll take my chances.” I reach over her shoulder and knock on the door. “If you’ll excuse me.” I wait for her to move away from the door, and she just smirks at me as she saunters away.
I turn the door handle, suddenly nervous he’ll be pissed I’m interrupting him, so I just stick my head in. He looks up from his computer. “Sorry, I know you told Kailyn you don’t want to be disturbed”—his eyebrows pinch together—“but I’m heading out and just wanted you to know.”
“I’ll call you back,” he says immediately to the screen and closes the top of the computer before getting up. “What do you mean you’re heading out now?” He walks around the desk.
I walk into the room. “Gabriella got an earlier flight so—” I stop when I’m standing in front of him. “And the car will be here in a couple of minutes.”
“You ordered yourself a car?” he asks, looking out the window at the parking lot.
“I didn’t want to inconvenience you,” I explain nervously. “You have a busy day, and you worked late last night.” I try to make it sound like it’s no big deal. “I’ll call you once I land,” I say softly and take a step to him, leaning in for a kiss. I kiss him softly on the lips as my heart crushes even more when his phone rings, and he looks back at his desk to where the phone is ringing. “I’ll let you get back to work.” I smile at him or at least I hope it is seen as a smile and not as a broken fucking smile.
Again, when I walk out of the room, I’m expecting him to call my name. Even when I grab my bag and start heading for the door, I look into his office as he’s on the phone at the same time typing frantically on his laptop. I hold up my hand one last time before walking out.
My head is down as I make my way to the car. I give myself a minute to let one tear fall out of the corner of my eye before I hold my thumb to it to stop it from falling down my face, as I quickly blink my eyes and take a deep inhale. “Hi,” I tell the driver, putting my bag to the side of me. “How are you doing?” The driver tells me he’s doing fine as he pulls away from the building.
My head is scrambling around and around, wondering when it all fucking fell apart. Maybe it was always going to fall apart. Maybe there were signs I didn’t see. I have no idea. I know I can’t take long to dwell on it because Gabriella will see right through my bullshit, and I’m still trying to figure it out myself and don’t need the outside noise.
When I get to the airport, I see I’m right behind Gabriella and Romeo. I open the door and step out. “Well, fancy meeting you here,” I tease, grabbing my bag before thanking the driver.
“You didn’t change at home?” Gabriella asks me when I walk toward her.
“Stuff came up last minute, so I came straight from the office.” I avoid looking at her, instead walking over to Romeo to kiss him on the cheek. “Hey, Mr. Royalty,” I tease him, and he rolls his eyes.
“That’s my father,” he jokes back, “I’m Jr. Royalty.” He grabs Gabriella’s hand as we walk toward the plane.
“I’m surprised Nash didn’t join us,” Gabriella says.
“He had two huge meetings. He might come down next week.” Another fucking lie, and I make a mental note to remember it. There is a reason one shouldn’t lie, and that’s because it’s hard to fucking keep track of them.
Romeo stands by the stairs of the plane, letting Gabriella go up first and then holding out his hand to tell me to go ahead of him. I smile at him, walking into the plane and heading to the left side where there is only one chair, instead of the seat next to Gabriella.
As soon as the plane takes off, Gabriella turns toward me in her seat. “So how is married life treating you?”
I put my eyes to the corner and pretend I’m in wedded bliss. I mean it’s not a lie since I was in fucking wedded bliss. “Amazing. I didn’t think I could just slide into it, but it’s been so much fun. And he bought me a cat.”