Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 138526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
I saw Maria on Tuesday though; I took her to soccer practice. Ezra wanted to come too but I said it’s unfair on Elizabeth us playing happy family with her daughter while she’s oblivious.
I think he misses her, not just Maria who seems great so far, thank heavens, but Elizabeth. He called me Liz a few days ago when he needed something while in the shower and I didn’t get mad at him for it. You don’t spend thirteen years with somebody to just suddenly forget about them.
So long as he doesn’t call me her name while we’re doing other things. Then I’ll be mad.
But I see him look at his phone longingly sometimes and I wonder if he’s wishing for her call. I wonder if in those moments he regrets his decisions. I hope not.
The past two weeks have flown by and to say I’m completely in love with this handsome and charming man is an understatement. He helped me clear out my apartment and most of my things went into storage. They just don’t suit the modern look of my new place.
It was a fun but stressful day.
Pax has left me alone too. He doesn’t even look at me as he passes anymore and I’m so grateful for that.
Ezra was right, everything would work out and so far, it has.
Except husband-stealing harlots like myself always have karma lurking around the corner and I’m just waiting for mine.
Robert: I’m on my way to LA. Are you going to come and meet me or what?
Rose: Hell yes, I am.
Robert: Fair warning, I’ve invited Cunty too, hope that’s not weird.
Rose: Why would it be?
Robert: I wasn’t sure what was going on with you both after what happened the last time the three of us got together. You haven’t mentioned him beyond work shit.
Rose: We’re cool. We figured it out. When and where am I meeting you?
“Will it be weird if we go together?” I ask, opening the door to Ezra’s study. Although it’s my study too I rarely use it. I prefer the sofa.
He looks up, wearing his new reading glasses that suit him so much. They were prescribed to him last week and let’s just say I may or may not have made him wear them during sex once or ten times since.
Him in glasses, a tie, and nothing else… nom.
“Hungry?” he asks playfully after catching me look him up and down. I love that I can translate my desire for him with just a look. “And no, I don’t think so. We’ll get a car there and then I’ll offer to give you a ride home.”
“This is gonna be fun!” I cheer, bouncing over to him to kiss his head. “What are you doing in here anyway?”
“Boring stuff, it’s much more interesting now that you’re in here.”
“Want a BJ?”
“Don’t I always?”
I giggle and drop to my knees, smoothing his thighs with my hands.
I treat him as he works, though he doesn’t get much done during.
Later we meet Robert who spins me around like a missed lover. I don’t tell him not to despite Ezra bristling a bit in my peripheral. Robert is just playing, and Ezra knows better than to correct him. That would risk questions being asked, and I know that Robert knows about the kiss but I don’t know if he knows about Ezra’s feelings. Either way I don’t need a third party to our affair because then I’ll constantly be a paranoid mess. Ezra agrees.
“How are you? How have you been?”
“Fantastic, yet sad that I couldn’t convince you to stay.”
I pat his head. “Did Mr. Watanabe get a PA?”
“Not a good one. There’s still room for you to change your mind.”
“Not a chance,” Ezra responds, his tone dark, his eyes on his laughing friend. “Stop trying to poach my PA.”
“Mr. Watanabe was offering her a third over the salary she gets with you and an apartment, rent free. She must really like working with you if she chose you over that.”
“A third over?” Ezra baulks, looking at me for confirmation.
“Technically more if you count the rent I’d be saving,” I comment, grinning. “I must love working with you to decline that. And I was going to get the head of office title like I deserve.”
“Like you deserve,” he jests, digging me in the ribs with his fingers. “You’re such a little shit.”
Like the night we celebrated a massive deal that will change WhyTech forever, we head out but this time we eat first, stopping off at Robert’s favorite restaurant since he visits the city less.
We drink and get tipsy and Ezra gets handsy, he tries to be discreet, but I don’t think he has it in him while drunk. I’d love it if it weren’t for so many eyes. The world is such a small place.
I’m worried Robert will notice his affections, so I pull away from Ezra and call Laurie to see if she wants to meet us out. I bribe her with Ezra’s credit card and she accepts, always happy to get drunk on someone else’s dime.