“For now,” he says as he gets up, adjusts the button on his jacket, and then walks to my office door.
“Forever,” I tell him before he opens it.
He turns back around, and a slight smirk lifts the edge of his mouth. “We’ll see.” He leaves, and for the millionth time since he came back into my life, I wonder exactly how he sees this all playing out.
* * *
“So, are you going to enlighten me as to what is really going on with you and the hot guy from Elite Enterprises?” Marcie says before she shoves a forkful of salad in her mouth.
We’re on our lunch break, and we’re at the café across the street from the offices.
“What do you mean? There’s nothing going on,” I defend, but even to my ears I sound unconvincing with my high-pitched voice.
“Oh please, don’t try and sidestep me,” she says with a mischievous look in her eyes. “The tension between you two is off the charts, and don’t even get me started about him showing up at the office this morning."
"That was for work,” I lie.
“Pfft. Seriously, what’s the deal?”
“You really don’t wanna know,” I say without thinking as I push my food around the plate with my fork, suddenly losing my appetite.
“I really, really do,” she counters, and I lose the will to try and keep it to myself any longer.
With a sigh, I say, “You remember the guy I told you about… the one that broke my heart and was older?”
“Oh my God, no way,” she says, realising quite quickly that Caleb is that guy.
“Yeah. And that’s not all,” I say, taking a sip of my soft drink and wishing it was something stronger. “He’s Danny’s dad.”
“Shut up,” Marcie says, her salad forgotten as she stares at me with shock and excitement written on her face. “Hell, I just thought you guys were flirting and making sexy eyes at each other.”
“Sexy eyes?” I question with a chuckle.
“Yeah, sexy eyes. You know, where the eyes smoulder and you look like you’re about three seconds away from ripping each other’s clothes off,” she says, educating me on the ‘sexy stare’ move.
I can’t help but laugh at her explanation. “I had no idea that was even a thing.”
“Oh, trust me, it’s a thing,” she says with an exaggerated wink.
“I’ll be sure to be on the lookout for it from now on,” I say with a chuckle.
“Seriously though, Cam, are you okay? I mean, with ending things with Danny and having all of this to deal with, are you sure you’re handling it all?” she asks with a soft smile.
“I’m handling… and I know I should be mourning the end of my relationship with Danny, but I’m not. He wasn’t it for me, not by a long way,” I say truthfully.
“And Caleb?” she says, but my answer isn’t as simple when it comes to him, and I struggle to even try and put it into words.
“We’re working together, and that’s all it has to be,” I say with a shrug of my shoulders.
“But why?” she asks, her head tilting to the side with curiosity.
“It wouldn’t ever work, Marcie, and there’s the teensy problem that I dated his son for a month.”
“But you didn’t know it was his son, and you’re no longer dating him anyway,” Marcie argues.
“Why does no one but me think this is a problem?” I say out loud.
“Because it isn’t, not really. It’s justyoumaking more of it than it is,” she says, as if it’s that simple.