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| Chapter 8 |
| She sat staring out her office window twirling her pencil in her fingers not even realizing anyone had entered her office. Since her encounter with Howie on the dance floor Saturday night , her thoughts hadn't been clear. She found herself wanting to taste his lips further and be wrapped up in his sheets but brought herself back to the fact that this was something that was never going to happen to them. She turned her chair to find John sitting across from her."Oh my!"she turned breathless with suprise. "You were pretty deep in thought there. Anyone I know?"he ventured. "Why is it when a woman is deep in thought we are always thinking of someone?" "You were daydreaming dear. I hear you and Nick split up Saturday." "It wasn't like it was bad or anything. He had a feeling it was coming." "So I'm not the only one that agrees with you and Howard becoming an item." "I really don't care about that." "Really?" "Really. He's made it painfully apparent he wants nothing to do with me." "What makes you say that?" "You don't know what happpened Saturday night do you?" "Something happen between you and the kid?" "He kissed me and pretty much brushed it off as though nothing had happened. He apologized. I asked him for getting caught or that he'd done it? His response was neither." "That's good though. I mean it doesn't mean he finds you repulsive, he's just not sure of where he stands." "That's supposed to make me feel better?" "Look Tam, he's confused." "And I'm not? He's got me coming and going in circles. Circles I don't wanna be going in anymore. I need to get on with my life and I need to know whether or not he wants to be a part of it." "I don't know what to tell you but I talked to him Sunday and he was miles away." "Yeah he was miles away. They're going back into the studio next week and now this. I'm no competition for his music." |
| "You're wrong there." "Yeah right." "I'm only telling you what I see and it's obviously keeping you from working too. And so am I today so if you wanna talk any further, I'm available evenings." "I apologize. I didn't mean to take this out on you okay?" "Okay. Try to get some work done though." "You got it,"knowing she'd be unsuccessful in her labor. |
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