Because He Torments Me by Hannah Ford

Author:Hannah Ford [Ford, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-02T16:00:00+00:00

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It was storming outside, and cabs passed by, all of them occupied, their tires splashing through puddles and causing dirty water to slosh up onto the curb.

The subway was packed, and the umbrella I’d been so smug about remembering this morning had been left at the office. So by the time I got to my apartment, the beautiful clothes I’d been so careful with this morning had been reduced to a sodden mess that clung to my body.

When I stepped inside, I’d never been so thankful to be home in my life.

I felt exhausted, as if I’d had the longest day ever. Yet I hadn’t even learned anything, and had spent my day addressing envelopes for fuck’s sake. I glanced toward the living room longingly, thinking about how nice it would be to take a shower, climb into my pajamas and then watch tv or relax with a good book.

Instead I was expected to get dressed up and attend some bullshit party.

From down the hall, I heard the sound of Nessa laughing, and then a muffled male voice.

“Nessa?” I called, walking down the hall toward the voices. “Are you home?”

The door to the bathroom was open, and I could see Nessa standing in there, a glass of wine in her hand.

Someone was under the sink – there were a pair of male legs sticking out.

“Hey,” Nessa said when she saw me. “The sink was clogged, so Isaac’s being nice enough to fix it for us.” She sounded giddy and hyper, her cheeks flushed. I couldn’t tell if it was from the wine or from Isaac being here.

“Hi, Adriana,” Isaac called from under the sink.

“Hey, Isaac,” I said. “Thanks for fixing our sink.”

“No problem.”

“How was your first day at work?” Adriana wanted to know. She reached up and wiped a smudge of mascara off my cheek, and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I groaned. My hair was wet and hanging in lank chunks around my shoulders, my eye makeup was running down my face, and my mascara stuck to my lashes in clumps.

“It was a disaster,” I said. “And I don’t even have time to tell you about it, because I have to go back there.”

“To work?”

“Yes. Well, to this launch party for Aubrey Zane’s new book.”

Nessa grabbed my arm. “Aubrey Zane? Aubrey Zane the pop star? I love her!” She started humming the melody of Aubrey Zane’s latest hit, and a second later, Isaac emerged from under the sink and joined in with her.

“I didn’t know you like pop music, Isaac,” Nessa said.

“Don’t tell anyone.” He reached over and turned on the sink, and the water came flowing out of the pipes and down the drain effortlessly. “Good as new,” he said. He held up a hair tie. “This hair tie was your culprit.”

“Ah,” Nessa said. “I’ll be more careful next time.”

Isaac tossed the hair tie into the trash, and when he turned away, Nessa winked at me. ‘I did it on purpose’ she mouthed, and my eyes widened in surprise.

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