MichaelLooking out over the city through my floor to ceiling windows of my office, a sense of dread struck me. Not because the sky was gray with the impending snow storm, but because of what sat on my desk.I looked over my shoulder at the white envelope staring back at me. It signified the end of everything between Rainey and me. Even though she signed up for direct deposit, her last pay stub needed to be collected, along with a signature on the termination papers. There was a second non-disclosure agreement for her to sign and she was slated to come into the office today.With almost a week to cool off, I still woke that morning with snakes of anger slithering through my body each time I thought of her. At the same time, strangely, I missed her like crazy. Each day that passed without seeing her outside of my office, typing away at her computer made me much more upset than I realized. My feelings pulled me in opposite directions consistently and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to punch a
MichaelSandra leaned over her desk to get a front row seat to what was happening with Rainey and me. When I caught her eye, she jumped and sat down in her chair.Rainey didn’t mention her last pay stub, so I imagined she thought we would mail it to her. I watched her for a moment, collecting the few items of hers in the desk. An extra sweater, a pair of sunglasses, a small glass paperweight that doubled as a clock. Those were the remaining reminders of her in my office. Could I let her go that easily?She seemed polite enough. I had a sneaking suspicion she had no idea about the extra money in her account. She hadn’t seen it yet. If she had, then I’d get an earful from her at that moment. At least we could start the conversation on a professional note, not an emotional one.“Your pay stub is in my office,” I said.“Oh,” she said, finally looking at me. Her gaze flitted between my chin and nose, our eyes never quite meeting. It was like a punch to the gut. Even though I’d never admit
RaineyThe feel of Michael’s skin against mine stole the breath out of my lungs. I fell into his gorgeous blue eyes one more time before tearing myself away from him. How could I ever come back to work for him? It was clear that we could never just be professional with each other. Not after everything we’ve been through and not with his life in constant danger with shady mobsters. I would be a fool to start something with him again, personal or professional.Though every cell in my body wanted to be with him every day, even if we could manage to be co-workers. I would miss the paycheck each week. I looked down at the envelope in my hands. It was the last one I would get for some time. Deep down I wished I could keep this going, but putting Tanner’s life in danger wasn’t an option for me.That was it. I made my decision.I glanced over my shoulder at Michael’s closed door and said a silent goodbye.I stopped at Sandra’s desk to say goodbye in person. I knew she had some idea that Micha
RaineyI didn’t let out a breath until I pushed through the doors of the building and sucked oxygen into my lungs. I no longer worked for Michael so I shouldn’t care what was going to happen to him with the police. But somewhere deep inside of me, I did care. And I hated myself for it. Was Michael in trouble? Or was he going to be okay? Other than his ties to the mob, Michael did good things for people, especially kids. I wished he would keep out of illegal activities and use his money for good. But as much as I was hiding things from him, he hid them from me as well. His little confession gave me exactly what I already knew, but what else lay under the tip of Michael’s iceberg? I knew there was a lot and I felt relieved that I had dodged that bullet.I headed toward the curb and lifted my hand to call a cab. While waiting, I glanced over and saw an idling black sedan. It could have been any car in the whole city, but I knew it was Michael’s. Constantine sat in the front seat, and I s
MichaelI waited until the elevator bell dinged again before I ventured out of my office. I quickly thought of an excuse to come out of there without it seeming like I was checking if Rainey had gone. I strode over to Sandra’s desk.“Please hold my calls for the rest of the afternoon,” I said.Typically, I would have called her from my desk to tell her that, but I had to know if Rainey was still there. I was a fool to expect her to be. I wanted her to run back into my office and take the job back. But her damned stubbornness prevented her from doing that.“Will do,” Sandra said, continuing to type on her keyboard.I nodded and went over to the coffee bar set up in the lobby. I preferred a fresh brew from a carafe, but a pod would have to do. I needed a little burst of caffeine to get me through the rest of the day. Now that I cleared my schedule of phone calls, I had to fill my time with work to distract me from thinking of Rainey. I didn’t like how she left without giving me an answe
Michael“Did you give her the day off?”I wasn’t sure I wanted to reopen the wound, but I had no one else to talk to about Rainey. It wasn’t as if Sandra and I were the office gossips. “I had to let her go.”“How come?”“She lied to me.”“Was she stealing from you?”“No,” I said. “Nothing like that. She lied about having a kid at home.”“Was she looking for a sugar daddy?”“No,” I said. Rainey wasn’t the type. I knew that now, but only after accusing her of just that. Talking with Frederick wasn’t making me feel any better. “But if she hid something then I don’t know what else she lied about.”“Well, you don’t have time for that bullshit,” Frederick said. “I’m sure you can find another hot piece of ass at the club tonight to satisfy your needs.”“Alright, I have to go,” I said. I liked to have fun, but I wasn’t as callous about talking about it as Frederick was.He laughed on the other end. “Okay. Speak to you soon.”“Bye,” I said then hung up.I placed my cell in one of my drawers of
RaineyI shouldn’t have let Tessa call the Uber. When we arrived at Kadia, I pinched her arm.“Ow!” Tessa cried out.The driver looked back at us through the rearview mirror.“I told you I didn’t want to come here,” I said.Tessa waved me off, scooted over in the seat to push me out of the car. I had a right mind to let her out, get back inside, and go home, leaving her there to whatever fate her dating app picked for her.Instead, I stood at the curb, crossing my arms over my chest, glaring at her.“This is the reason I didn’t tell you,” she said, rubbing her arm. “You really hurt me.”“You deserved it,” I said.“Listen, I knew you weren’t going to come unless I didn’t tell you.”“You’re right. I wouldn’t have.”“He picked the place, though,” she said. “I don’t want to appear inflexible with my plans. First impressions are everything, you know?”I did know that. And she looked amazing tonight. She went with a simple black and white dress that hugged her curves yet allowed her to danc
RaineyWere they talking about Michael and Frederick? What did they do to this guy? He was huge, more muscles than brain function, though. I’d have to warn Michael if I saw him. Then the guy continued to say vulgar things about both Michael and Frederick. His plans to harm them started to get more gruesome. Maybe instead of waiting for Michael, I could try to find him and warn him. It was the opposite of what I wanted to do tonight, but I felt an obligation to him. We were involved for a little while, and I still cared for him as a person. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to him if I could stop it.I stood up, determined to tell Frederick or Michael about these guys when I felt pressure on my arm. I glanced down and saw the leering guy holding me in place.“Take your hand off me!” I said. Over the music, my words weren’t as efficient as a threat.“You leaving so soon?” he said, his beer breath made my stomach turn. “I thought you might be interested in joining us since you were so e