Some Like It Perfect (A Temporary Engagement) by Bryce Megan

Author:Bryce, Megan [Bryce, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

It had taken the ever efficient Ms. Charles a few days to get Delia’s painting framed and hung, Thanksgiving had interfered, but finally, it was there. Front and center in Jack’s lobby and Delia stood in front of it, grinning.

If you were thinking paper, like most people who came through the door would be, that’s what it looked like. Brightly colored specks of paper, flying, like a brisk wind had just flown in through an open window and flung the papers in the air.

And they did look colorful and happy and feisty. They looked joyful in their one moment of freedom.

Jack had asked what she called this painting and when she’d said, “Supernova,” because she thought she’d been painting an exploding star, he’d said, “Now it’s called Paper.”

She hadn’t even argued with him. He was right, it was paper. She thought she’d been painting the stars and it had turned out to be paper.

And that seemed just about right.

Delia floated to Jack’s office. She couldn’t decide what she was happier about, having her painting there or having the check deposited in her bank account.

They were all really, really great feelings.

And this week, Jack’s desk and bookcase would be moved to the other side of the office and Delia would start painting the other half of the ceiling. Half-way done.

Delia smiled at Ms. Charles and breezed into Jack’s office. When she found it empty, she deflated a bit, but realized this was probably for the best.

She was just entirely too happy to trust herself around him.

Delia pulled off her coat, pulled on her booties, and realized something was wrong.

It was 9:23, and there was no Jack. He could have been in a meeting but his computer was on, his chair was out from behind his desk instead of pushed in neatly.

Delia said into the empty office, “Jack?”

“Up here.”

She climbed the scaffolding to find him laying on his back studying the ceiling.

“What are you doing?”

He tipped his head to look at her and said, “Looking at Lucifer’s brothel.”

She sucked in a breath. “I think you’re imagining it.”

“I assure you I couldn’t imagine the things I’m seeing up here. You’re the one with the overactive imagination.”

He pointed to a spot that from far away would look like a cloud and her face turned red.

He said, “Is that me?”

“No. That’s Lucifer.”

“Lucifer looks like me.”

“Oh? Do you have a tail?”

“No. I especially don’t have a tail that is shaped like a phallus at the end.”

Delia looked away from the ceiling. “Okay, let’s go down. This scaffolding really can’t hold two people.”

Jack pointed to what would look like, from down on the ground where he should have been, two clouds stuck together and said, “And look, here I am again. But this time my tail is in use.”

She started making her way down and he said loudly, “And just what is that I’m pleasuring? A donkey?”

She muttered, “It’s Lucifer’s brothel. It’s not really about pleasure.”

Delia jumped down the last step and looked up to find him leaning over the side.

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