Perfect Chaos by Jodi Ellen Malpas

Author:Jodi Ellen Malpas [Malpas, Jodi Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jodi Ellen Malpas
Published: 2020-02-15T18:30:00+00:00

ON MONDAY, I’M BUZZING, BECAUSE I’m one day closer to spending time with Lainey. The weekend was pretty horrendous. I took a pile of work home with me—every project that every team at Christianson Walker is currently working on, just to refresh my memory on each contract. It was an unnecessary task—I know every detail of every deal and pitch happening at my firm—but it was at least a time killer. I was in bed by eleven on Friday. Eleven o’clock, for fuck’s sake. I met a few of the lads for a beer on Saturday, but I spent most of my time distracted by Lainey’s text messages, smiling like a fool. She texted me. She initiated contact. I didn’t hook up with anyone like I usually would on a night out. Instead, I got Chinese and was home by midnight. And, weirdest of all, I was content with that. I dodged calls from various women, and there was no woman in my bed on Sunday morning for me to politely get rid of. I played tennis with Mum, we had dinner, and the sad bastard that I am, I went home and buried my face in the pillow that Lainey’s head lay on and breathed in her lingering scent until it sent me off to sleep. I doubt sleeping pills would have worked any better, but there’s one thing that would have. Yet I have to be patient. I’ll have her back in my bed in no time.

After steaming through my swim this morning and getting ready for my day, I head to the office. I park my car and when I arrive on our floor, my smiling face drops, along with my extended arm. No Gina. And no coffee. My brows pinch as I step out of the elevator, looking left and right. Where is she? It’s eight o’clock. What gives? The moment I ask myself that, my phone rings, Gina’s name flashing up on my screen.

“Where are you?” she asks the second the call connects.

“Just arrived at the office.”

“What are you doing there?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s where I work.”

“Tyler,” she snaps. “I’m at Pyra’s studio where you told me to be at eight sharp. I sent you a meeting invitation.”

“Oh shit. I must have missed that.”

I hear Gina sigh down the line. “You’re weird lately. I’ll stall them. Get your arse here pronto, you idiot.”

“On my way.” I dive back into the lift and hit the button for the ground floor, and as I’m carried back down to my car, I not only curse myself for letting the meeting with Pyra slip my mind, I curse the fact that I’m going to be out of the office all day, which means no visual dose of Lainey. And that sucks majorly.

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