Stephen with his arm around my waist guides me into the conference room. I hate that I lost my cool and I am pretty sure I was loud. "So that's someone you know?" he questions.
"A friend from home that I haven't seen in a few years." He lifts his eyebrow, I have to remember this isn't his first rodeo. He's older, been there done that. "Ok. We might have dated in high school too." He wraps his arms around me.
"Em," I hate when he calls me by my nickname. No one does. Well not no one, only Jacob, but no one here calls me that. "Is he bothering you? He's just here to sign his divorce papers. He'll be gone in a few minutes. Damn guy doesn't have a fax or scanner so had to do it the old fashion way." He rarely says anything about his clients to me. He must want to make sure he is the better man in this situation.
"No it just shocked me to see him here. Wait," I look him in the eyes, "he's the divorce you've been working on?"
"Yea, it was a simple one. Quick. Listen, do you want me to kick him out of the building?" He's really concerned. Not sure if its more of the I got upset or the ex boyfriend that is bothering him but he wants to take care of me.
"Yea, it was a simple one. Quick. Listen, do you want me to kick him out of the building?" He's really concerned. Not sure if its more of the I got upset or the ex boyfriend that is bothering him but he wants to take care of me.
"No, finish your business with him. I don't want to run into him again though." He hugs me, kisses my forehead and walks out the door. I count to 50 before I move, I know Stephen will move him into his office and I can go back down to my little corner without being seen. He doesn't know where I work at in this building and there are plenty of floors.
Later, I am getting out of the shower when Stephen walks in. He has a key to my house so after this afternoon I shouldn't be surprised that he showed up.
"So bad break up?" He cuts right to the chase. He's never played games and doesn't like beating around the bush. We don't argue much for this. We discuss, get the feelings out and move on.
"Uh, yea, you could say that. You know high school sweethearts, thought we would get married and all that. It didn't go as planned." I try to end it there but he moves me to my bed and we sit. He takes my hair out of my messy bun, runs his fingers through it and looks me in the eye. "I'm sorry baby." Not what I was expecting at all.
"So you good now? He's still in that small hick town of yours right? Not like he'll be around here to make you uncomfortable anymore."
"Yea, sure, I'm good. He hasn't upset me really. Just a shock to see him. We really didn't discuss much when we broke up, just that it couldn't work out. After that I was on my way to college and I blocked him from all communication." I look into his green eyes. I just want him to know I am fine. I don't want him worrying about us. We are good.
He leans me back and makes me forget my day easily. Now to discuss with my mother how he got information on that lawyer office.