Chapter 28: I miss you
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My heart was pounding in my chest and I have no idea why I'm so nervous right now. Maybe it's the fact that my new boss, who literally just met me in person, is asking my best friend what my story is. From personal experience, that usually meant they were fishing around to see if that person was single. Be smart here, Luis!
"You know what I mean. I hardly know anything about the girl beside her professional background; which is impressive, by the way," Noah added.
Okay, maybe they can keep talking about me if he's going to keep boasting about me. I worked really hard to have that professional background he's speaking of.
Luis laughed. "Lynn's great, Noah, but you should know that she's a bit of prude. And if you think she'll ever date her boss, you'd be crazy."
Did my best friend just call me a prude?! What the hell, dude?
"Whoa, I didn't say I wanted to date her. I was just wondering if she was...," He paused, "Ya I know....easy."
If I didn't have drinks in my hands right now, I'd totally be giving this asshole the bird with both fingers right now. Who the hell does he think he....
Luis's response took me by surprise. "She's definitely not easy. Lynn has a lot of respect for herself, Noah, and if you think that little act you pulled at the door is going to get you on her good side, you'd be poorly mistaken. Lynn is classy."
I shrugged and nodded at the same time. First, he called me a prude and now I'm classy? Alright, I can handle that. It's better than being called easy as Noah had just referred to me as. Fucking asshole.
Noah's chuckled echoed through the room. "Okay, I get it. I'll bet she's one of those girls that would file a sexual harassment charge against me, huh?"
"I mean, you are really creepy, Noah," Luis laughed out.
Now they're joking about his creepiness? What kind of boss am I working for? If I didn't love Luis so much and we didn't make a great team, I'd be so gone.
"Luis," I finally called out to alert them of my presence.
"Back here, babe!" Luis called back.
Entering through the door across the room, I found both of them sitting around a small round table going over Luis's notes. I set his Appletini down and went to leave.
"Wait, where are you going?", Luis whined. "We'll be done here in a minute and we can get the hell out of here."
"Are you saying my party is boring you," Noah asked.
I didn't say a word, knowing, I probably shouldn't tell my new boss that his party totally sucked. I'm going to try not to get fired before I actually set foot into my building of employment.
They were talking about something but when my phone buzzed in my back pocket, it totally distracted me. Pulling it out, I unlocked the screen to find a text message from Drake and my heart sank into my stomach. Excitement nearly burst out of me as a grin spread across my face.
Opening the message, i read it over and over until I completely forgot where I was at.
Drake: I hope your flight was good. Throw me a text if you're still up, missing you....
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DRAKE'S POV
I stared at my phone like a fucking idiot as if Lynn would text me back right after I sent the message. And why the fuck did I say that I was missing her? It might be true but she didn't need to know that! Idiot!
Throwing my phone across the room as it landed on my leather couch, I began to pace back and forth. Never in my life have I had a woman affect me like this and I was about to go fucking mad. I shouldn't have texted her at all. It was clear that our parting in Ibiza was the final one.
Way to fucking go, Drake! Jesus. It's already going to be awkward as fuck having her for a neighbor and not being able to touch her again and then I go fucking text her? I ran my hand over my face and blew out a breath, trying to calm down.
Then my phone dinged.
And like an excited teenager, I nearly knocked my coffee table over running back to grab my phone from the couch. I slumped down into the plush leather and opened her message as fast as I could.
Lynn: made it safely. Wish I were at home in bed, though. Stuck at my boss's house with Luis... What a snooze fest.
I read the message several times before another ding came through.
Lynn: missing you, too.
The grin that spread across my face was a foreign expression. I felt like a kid in a candy store for the first time ever as I pictured Lynn texting me at this very moment. I knew her cheeks would be slightly pink and she would probably be nibbling on that bottom lip of hers. Damn, just thinking about her lips right now was giving me a fucking chubby.
Looking at the time, I realized it was super late and wondered what the hell they were doing at their boss's at this hour.
Drake: boss having a party or something?
Her reply was almost immediate and I knew I had her on my hook. Keep her talking, Drake!.
Lynn: he calls it a "mixer." Whatever the hell that means. I am bored to tears and don't know a soul. Luis sure is enjoying himself, though.
Another ding came through as I saw a picture of Luis sitting in a fancy office, sipping on a Martini and laughing. I chuckled and shook my head, typing back to her as quickly as I could.
Drake: he is clearly enjoying himself. I can always come to rescue you...I mean, we are neighbors. I can bring you home. If that's what you want.
