Stuck On You by Cheryl Harper

Author:Cheryl Harper [HARPER, CHERYL]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

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THE ROOM SERVICE knock interrupted Laura’s deep thoughts the next morning. She’d awoken with a smile on her face and more energy than she’d had in years. She watched KT’s chest rise and fall evenly for a bit and then lectured herself on the line between stalker-lite—staring at someone while he slept—and full-on crazy soon-to-be-ex-whatever-she-was, which would be crossed if KT caught her. It was a fine distinction and the only way to stay on the proper side was to get out of bed.

She’d escaped to the most golden of all bathrooms for a shower before dressing in her clothes from the night before. Then she’d tiptoed out into the dark room and opened KT’s laptop. He’d laughed about the spreadsheet and the receipts, but she was determined to show him. When he didn’t wake after the laptop’s startup, her shuffling papers, or the rattle of the paperclips spilling across the clean surface of the desk, Laura had decided breakfast was the only answer. Really, when all else failed, coffee was the answer for everything.

She’d ordered and gone back to the blessed spreadsheet. Now that she’d entered all the receipts, she’d sorted them and made a beautiful graph to show how he’d spent the money. Not that KT would appreciate it, but a well-made pie chart was a thing of beauty and joy forever.

When room service knocked, she lurched upright and knocked over the empty water bottle next to the laptop. KT stirred and she walked over to lean down and ask, “Can you get the door?”

He rubbed his eyes and thought for a minute. “Have you lost your mind? Why don’t you get it?”

She fidgeted with the bottom of her sweater. “Well, I could hide in the bathroom and maybe face a little less . . .”

He huffed and called out, “Just a minute.” He stood and yanked on his jeans before heading for the door. He paused there and, when she didn’t move, stared from her to the bathroom door. When she darted inside, she thought she heard him mutter something about crazy women but she couldn’t make out the words.

“Good morning, Mr. Masters. I have your breakfast.”

She could hear the rattle of glasses and silverware. “Thanks, Manny. You can leave it here.”

There was silence and a few shuffling noises before she heard the door open again. “You have a very good day, Mr. Masters.”

“You too, Manny.” When the door shut, he rapped twice on the door. “Come out. I need in.”

On the day she’d shown up to work, KT Masters was a half-naked morning person, a guy who greeted the morning with boundless energy and a chipper smile. Today, not so much. She opened the curtains to let the bright spring sunshine in and moved the table closer to the window. She was taking the last plate cover off when she heard the flush of the toilet and running water in the sink.

She anxiously clenched her fists and looked around the room for another job.

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