Pull You In (Rivers Brothers Book 3) by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-25T16:00:00+00:00

TEN

Kate

"It's not because of you," Fee told me as I shot her raised brows over my shoulder while stocking the coffee station in her office.

"Of course it is," I objected, closing the mini-fridge, reaching for the box of individual coffee pods, stacking them in their usual order. Plain, salted caramel, vanilla, mocha, decaf. Even though Fiona didn't understand the concept of drinking decaf.

But why drink coffee at all if you don't want the legal high?

"No, really, it's not. We'd already noticed a big downturn in his calls. And it took a really steep downturn the past few months. Then it went to nothing."

"Fee," I said, snorting.

"What?"

"That's my fault too," I reminded her, voice getting a little squeaky at having to talk about The Incident. You know, the months and months of making calls I knew I shouldn't have made. My therapist gave me a stern look whenever I "detached myself" from my actions by calling it The Incident, but, well, sometimes a girl's got to fall back on her defense mechanisms.

"The market has shifted," Fiona told me, waving a hand. "I've been working on trying to move with the times for a while now. But Rush's job was never going to make the cut."

"Maybe his line wouldn't have gone so dead if..."

I couldn't bring myself to say it, to keep replaying it again and again and again. I'd finally been able to go the bulk of my day without having another panic attack over the whole thing.

"If you didn't really like how Rush gives the weather report?" Fee suggested, making a laugh bubble up and burst out. Fiona always was, and always would be, the queen of euphemisms.

"Yes, that," I agreed.

"All that raining. And earthquakes...."

"Fee."

"Oh, we're all girls here. I still call Hunter at work and phone smex him up. Keeps things fun. It's not a big deal. Or abnormal. If it was that freakish, we wouldn't have the booming business we have here."

"You never called in," I told her.

"I mean, no. But before Hunt, I was so wrapped up in my own fuckupedness—and, yes, that is the technical term—to invite any sort of intimacy with the opposite sex. OR any person at all, period. If I didn't grow up like I did, if I didn't have the trauma associated with that like I did, maybe I would have craved that connection. Plenty of women have called Rush."

I never wanted to think about the other callers. I knew they existed. Obviously. Or his job would have been gone a long time ago. But acknowledging it took away from the fantasy world I had built. Where it was something more than a job for him, where we had an actual connection instead of a business arrangement.

But they existed.

Were they women like me? Shy and lonely and desperate for even a vague facsimile of connection?

Were they just horny women who were too busy to go out to find men?

Women fresh off divorces, looking to dip their toes back into dating, but wanting to build their confidence first.

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