#Chapter 29: The Secretary
Abby
I get off at my stop and walk over to the restaurant. Just my luck. Karl is already standing outside with
my daily coffee in hand.
I take it from him, unable to meet his gaze. Partly from anger, partly from embarrassment. If he only
knew what I dreamed of last night. Knowing him, he’d probably love it. Then he’d suggest we make it
reality. And honestly, after my failed attempt with Adam last night, I’m not sure if I would refuse.
“I hate him,” I think to myself, indiscernibly shaking my head slightly and avoiding his gaze. “Don’t even
think about it. It was just a w et dre am, and nothing else. Those dreams can happen with anybody.”
Almost as though he’s reading my mind, Karl gives me a curious look, and I feel warmth rush to my
cheeks. His hair is the same as it was then, and the wind blows long strands of it down across his
forehead. I can almost see my fingers gripping on to it. The corner of his mouth twitches, but he doesn’t
smile.
“You, okay?” he asks. I force myself to look away.
“Fine,” I snap, letting the door fall shut behind me. He puts out a hand to stop it and follows me further
into the restaurant.
“You sure? You’re acting a little funny.”
“I said I’m fine.”
I stomp across the dining room and shove my way into the kitchen. I can hear him trailing after me, but
he keeps his distance, thank G od.
I close my office door and sink into my chair. What has gotten into me? One s tupid dream, and now I’m
embarrassed to talk to him. What am I, a twelve-year-old girl? He’s my ex-husband, and he hurt me.
Badly. He’s an as s hole. A manipulator. A male chauvinist. He’s… s exy. He knows me. He’s good in
bed.
I have to shake my head again to dispel the thoughts. Now isn’t the time to be giggling like an idiot
because I had one sex dream about him. And besides, I’m probably just misremembering what sex
with him was really like. It couldn’t have been that good… right?
Right. He’s awful.
I repeat it over and over until I’ve managed to shove the dream from my mind. I will not let my
subconscious trick me into letting him off the h ook. Good in bed or not, he’s got some serious groveling
that might not be enough. No, it’ll never be enough. I’m stronger than that
my ex. Not now, not
especially frantic, and it helps me shove thoughts
like most nights, the rush doesn’t last
me the chicken breast, and I cut it into strips. Part of prepping the kitchen involves
Karl is helping me with it tonight. I have him
though he’s a lot slower than me, he’s doing an okay
setting things up in the dining room with him
from ordering Ethan
me g od, if that little pri ck tries to boss
than I had ever
glance at Karl’s back
him.”
better.” Ethan’s voice was harsher than
a hand over his weary face.
He just pis ses me
Ethan’s arm. “Don’t sweat it.
getting good at that,” I say. Karl is faster with the
I have him mopping floors and setting tables, but I figured he might
a break. It’s my turn to take Karl off of their hands, like
handling an unruly toddler.
flashing me a grin. He wipes a stack of carrots off
do what I
answering grin. Last night’s debacle with Adam, and
many things I’ve been
It’s not fair to Adam that I fell asleep thinking about Karl and not him. Adam
We all do sometimes. Hell, I embarrassed myself
long ago.
as he grabs another carrot. He really is taking
here to keep him out
way I’m sharing any
sex life. As far as he’s concerned, I
him at all.
“Nothing interesting.”
“I seriously doubt that.”
“Don’t try to flirt with me, Karl. It won’t do you any
he asks, batting his eyelashes slightly.
up and chop the carrots. And hurry up; you’re slower than
grandma,”
turns up a little. I can tell he wants to smile, but he’s doing what he can
avoid it.
is pretty adorable on his face. I take for granted how
of the world doesn’t get to see that side of him. He has to
It must get
you’re the one who’s staring,” he says. “And you called me the
quickly look away and resume my task. Maybe getting us alone together wasn’t the
out at the bar setting everything
the breakroom getting changed.
looked like I was staring,” I say.
chiseled jaw and warm brown eyes. I know a lot of people
cares about you, he can
the world with just
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