Club Abbott: The Fight (Club Abbott Series, #4) by Kelly Hazel

Author:Kelly, Hazel [Kelly, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2016-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Carrie

When I got back to the office, I was still reeling from Simon’s phone call.

Not because I wished I’d handled things differently or because I wanted him back, but because it was so fucked up that I could work so hard to push him from my life only to have him crop up again.

In person, on the phone, and in my thoughts.

And we’d only been together a few years.

I mean, I couldn’t imagine how difficult it must’ve been for couples with decades of shared memories to go their separate ways. It must be damn near impossible.

Perhaps that was love’s greatest curse and blessing all at once- that it was so pervasive, that it could so thoroughly seep into everything around you so you couldn’t hear a song, see an ad, or grocery shop without thinking of how the other person would experience the same stimulus.

Occasionally, I still read or heard something and thought about telling him, only to realize a moment later that he was dead to me.

But I guess he wasn’t experiencing the same rebirth that I was.

Was he really still hung up on me?

It seemed shallow to be pleased at the thought, but I couldn’t help it. Heck, part of me hoped he was having food poisoning like symptoms as a result of my absence in his life.

But did he really want to get back together?

I guess it was possible. It’s not like I’d done anything wrong.

Then again, he didn’t exactly seem like a man who’d been pining when I saw him at the wedding… with her, a woman who was easily twice my age and half my weight to add insult to injury. Whatever.

He just wanted to have his cake and eat my home cooked dinners, too.

Nora opened the door.

I looked up.

“I’ve been knocking for, like, a whole minute.”

“Oh sorry. I’m up to my eyeballs in furniture options for the ladies room at the club. Come in. What’s up?”

“Nothing,” she said. “I just thought I’d check on you.”

I furrowed my brows. “Why?”

“To see how you were doing.”

“Why wouldn’t I be doing fine?”

She held her hands together in front of her. “I don’t know.”

I craned my neck forward. “Spit it out.”

She put her hands on the back of the chair in front of my desk. “There’s nothing to spit out. I really don’t know what’s going on. It’s just that Brook called and said I should check on you-”

“Brook should mind her own business.”

“And so should I, but there are only two of us here, and I’d be a pretty lousy assistant if I didn’t try to assist you.”

I rubbed one of my temples. “There’s nothing you can assist me with.”

“Why is she so worried about you?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe she’s having a slow day at the office.”

“If that’s the case, I wish she’d said so cause the guy I went out with last weekend could do with some adult braces.”

“Oh god. Adult braces are the worst.”

“They’re not worse than having teeth that look like stalagmites.

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