Mark's Promise by JoJo Stone

Author:JoJo Stone [Stone, JoJo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I haven’t heard from Zane since he left our date on Saturday, and that was four days ago. I fucked up the night he kissed me.

Why did I make an issue of him kissing me?

I can’t lie to myself. I wanted it to be more than a pity or thank-you kiss, and I acted like an idiot. People kiss all the time without a meaning behind it, but not me.

Having others invading my personal space or showing affection has always been a problem for me. I never liked sharing the person I was with or being touched if I didn’t trust or have feelings for them.

Isn’t it strange then that I always find people happy to share themselves with others? Why did none of them think I was worth the time and effort to build an exclusive relationship with? With Zane, everything has been different. His touch is something I crave instead of endure, but the kiss... The kiss brought up all my insecurities. The notion of an I-felt-sorry-for-you kiss has me ready to vomit. Whatever reason is behind it, it’s not an excuse for me to be an ass with him. The need to call Zane and apologise is getting stronger by the minute so I pick the phone up, but it rings in my hand, scaring the crap out of me and nearly making me drop it on the floor. It’s a number I don’t recognise, but I swipe up to answer.

“Hello?” I say, expecting the usual cold call.

“Boss, it’s Martin.” How the hell did he get my number?

“Martin?”

“Surprise?” And one of his usual laughs, a mix of giggles and snorting, follows.

“How...” He jumps right in before I can complete the sentence

“Soooo, I asked HR for your number. I told them a white lie. You know, the ones you can say all the time because they aren’t actually lies but more like an embellishment of the truth.” He stops blabbering, probably waiting for me to agree with him, but I’m not sure how to reply.

“I should have asked you, but I had a major crisis. I wanted to invite you out for aperitifs tomorrow, I couldn’t leave it too late, and I forgot to ask earlier at the office.” Is this what he calls a crisis? I’m finding the whole situation strangely cute. I should be annoyed, but it’s the distraction I need.

“Hey, Boss!” he says, outraged. “Don’t be mean.” I can picture his face in my mind, and I want to laugh harder, but I contain myself.

“Before I forget, how was your date?” And my good mood is gone.

“Okay.” But my tone is flat, and I hope he reads between the lines, understanding I don’t want to talk about it. Martin sees it as a green light to ask more questions. When am I going to learn with him?

“What happened?” And without giving me time to reply, he fires more questions at me.

“Didn’t he like the idea of mini golf? Or was it the Observatory that he didn’t like?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.

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