The Lying Season by K.A. Linde

Author:K.A. Linde [Linde, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.A. Linde Inc.

21

Lark

I was still mad the next day.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

Anyone who knew me could probably see that I wasn’t myself. I was just as dedicated, just as on top of things. But there was a fury to my pace. A lack of calm that I’d always exuded, even when I was at my highest anxiety point.

Demi nodded in front of me. “Got it. I will get right on that.”

“Great. Thanks.”

“Hey, Lark, is everything all right?”

“Peachy,” I said with no enthusiasm as I continued to type away on my computer.

“You seem a little…intense.”

“Aren’t I always?”

“Well, yeah. And I mean, you have an crazy job. I just wanted to check on you.”

I managed a smile that was a bit more like baring my teeth. “I’m fine. Thanks, Demi.”

It was a dismissal, and I saw her take it with a worried expression on her face. I continued my assault on my keyboard before finally finishing off the memo I needed to send out. I sighed heavily and leaned back in my chair. What the hell was wrong with me? I needed to figure out how to let this go. At least, to let it go at work.

The problem was…I hadn’t even told English.

She was living with me, seeing my anxiety-ridden madness, and I couldn’t bring myself to tell her she was right. She’d been right all along. Sam was a bad idea. And if I kept this up, then he’d break my heart like he had the first time.

“Lark,” Aspen said on the intercom. “Call for you on line one.”

“Did they say who it was?”

“Danny Park? Does that sound familiar?”

In fact, it did.

I’d completely forgotten that I’d given him my number. I’d been a bit preoccupied with what had happened after I left the party.

“I got it,” I told Aspen and then pressed the button for line one. “Lark St. Vincent speaking.”

“Lark,” Danny said with his cool, crisp voice. “It’s Danny…from the party last weekend.”

“Right. It’s good to hear from you.” Is it?

“I tried to get your cell, but it kept going to voicemail, and then the voicemail was full.”

I hit myself in the forehead. I’d forgotten about that. I avoided telemarketer calls like the plague and never answered a number I didn’t recognize. I’d been telling myself that they’d leave a voicemail if it was important. Except…he hadn’t been able to.

“Sorry about that. How did you track down my office number?”

“You mentioned that you worked for the mayoral campaign. So, I just called and asked for you. They redirected me to your office.”

Oh. Obviously.

“Makes sense. I hate to cut this short, but I am actually heading into a meeting.”

“Oh, yeah. No problem. How about I call you tonight, and we can talk?”

“Sure.”

I could practically feel his smile through the phone. “Great! Well, if you get a call from a 212 number, that’s me.”

“Got it. I’ll make sure to answer this time,” I said with a breathy laugh.

“Looking forward to it.”

We said our good-byes, and then I hung up.

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