“I’m guessing you didn't have this creamer lying around?” That means he must have gone to the store after she told him what to get.
“I went and grabbed some stuff. Rie helped me with that too.” He points toward the table and I see my small overnight bag. “We won’t have to swing by your place before work, so I can enjoy my breakfast with you and not rush.” He walks over and gives me a good morning kiss.
“Sit.” He squeezes my ass then pushes me over toward the table.
I do as I’m told and enjoy every second of my breakfast with him. In fact, I enjoy every second of getting ready for my day with him. Everything done with Blaze is sweeter and happier than I could have dreamed. The day feels brighter already, and again that feeling of being adrift in life falls away. Every second I spend with him I feel more grounded and confident.
The only crap part of my morning is when we pull up to my office building. “I hate that look on your face, beautiful,” Blaze says when he helps me down from his truck.
“I gave my notice. I probably shouldn't have done it without getting another job lined up but…” I shrug. “I can't be in that office anymore. Two weeks is going to be hard enough.”
Yesterday I heard the girls make comments about Blaze and me making out in his truck. I’ll never understand them. They talk about a different man every week but I make out with one and I get called all kinds of crappy names. Pretty sure they did it loud enough to make sure I heard them. But none of what they said makes me wish I hadn’t done it. Blaze’s kisses are worth every nasty thing they have to say. I know they’re only doing this to try and get a reaction from me. It bothers them more now that I’m not responding to them, and it’s crazy to watch them get so worked up about something that has nothing to do with them.
“When I pick you up I want you to come to the station with me.” I look up at him. “I want you to talk to April about a job in dispatch.”
“That’s really sweet but—”
“Just come with me.” He squeezes my hand. “I won’t pull any strings. If you want the job I’m confident you’ll get it on your own with no help from me.”
He’s talked to me about that job before and what they do. I kept asking him questions and it sounded so appealing but I didn’t ever think about doing it myself.
“I bet you never even thought about this kind of job before, but I wanted to show you other options are out there. I’m not handing you the job, you’ll get it on your own.” He sounds so confident.
“Okay,” I give in. I’m not sure if there’s anything I’d deny him, and as he gives me one last kiss I know that’s true.
When he finally releases me I walk inside the building and go to my desk. As soon as I get to my cubicle my stomach falls. The flowers Blaze gave me are knocked off my desk and the vase is broken. My eyes start to sting but I fight back the tears. What the hell? I lean down and pick up the flowers then go into the break room to try and save them.
The whole room grows quiet when I walk in and I can feel everyone's eyes on me as I find a cup and give my flowers fresh water. When I get back to my desk I set them down and clean up the broken vase. I try and tell myself they’re just flowers, but for some reason this hurts the most out of everything they’ve done.
Just as more tears threaten my phone vibrates. I reach in my back pocket and when I turn it over, my heart swells.
Blaze: Miss you.
He really has no idea what those simple words do to calm me down.
Me: Miss you more.
I feel better. I just need to get through today and then I’ll be back with my man. My man. Now that really does make me smile. That is until Mike passes my desk and winks at me. Why is he such a creep? If only he could get the message that I’m taken it might make these last two weeks more bearable.
Chapter Fourteen
Blaze
“I told you so,” I say as I pull her against me.
She rolls her eyes and I lean down to kiss her. Her soft body curves against mine and I wrap my arms around her possessively.
“Just say I was right and we can go home.”
Her eyes light up and her hands tighten in my shirt. “You were right.”
I throw my arm over her shoulder and tuck her in at my side as we walk to my truck. “Hey, you know I’m just teasing you, right?” I open the door for her and lift her up.
“Yes, but you were right. April was really great and it sounds like an awesome opportunity. I never thought about myself in that kind of job before, but after talking to her I’m excited at the possibility.”
I walk around my truck and get in. When we’re strapped in I grab her hand. “Just think about it, and if you still think you might want the job, you should take it.”
“Oh, I already told her I’d take it,” Rosabelle admits, and then her cheeks flush. “Should I have not done that?”
I laugh and shake my head. “Only if it’s what you want. And April wouldn't have offered it to you if you weren’t right for it. She’s a good friend of mine, but she doesn’t sugarcoat it when it comes to work.”
“Yeah, I got that.” She smiles over at me and squeezes
