Page 92 of Our Best Friends Wedding
She shrugs at me unapologetically.
“There’s something I haven’t told you.”
She pauses, and I don’t know if I’m ready to hear what she says next. Before Sara was back in my life Jenna was the closest thing I had to a work wife.
“I listened to gossip, even though I never do. Not with your sex life. You’re my boss and, well, I respect you too much.”
She pulls at something on her sleeve. It’s distracting as fuck.
“There was a rumor going round that Katie slept her way to the job she’s in now. Everyone in the office thought it went on for about a month. Especially when they found out about your weekly lunch you had with each other. Which let me stress because I love my job. They did not hear that from me. Then I may have told Sara some of it and when I think back, it sounds like I was confirming it, but I wasn’t. I was just telling her what everyone else had been saying for months.”
She finally looks at me.
Yeah, I’m pissed. But I’d heard the rumours too and had said nothing. Hell, I even knew Katie still had a thing for me.
“Jenna. Thanks for telling me and yeah, it was not the best thing you could have told her, especially involving Katie, but all this is on me. You can stop beating yourself up about this. We’ve not broken up. I’m just giving her some space.”
Jenna looks at me and for the first time, I think she believes me and the stress looks like it’s ready to leave her body.
“Ok.” She smiles and stands up.
She walks out of my office and gets back to work and for the first time all week it doesn’t feel like there is a huge cloud hanging over the office.
It’s nearly lunch when I finally move away from my screen and nobody is more surprised than me when Sara’s name flashes up on my phone. I can’t open it quick enough.
“Sara.”
There’s a huge pause and I can hear stuff going on in the background. I realize just how much I’ve wanted to hear from her, and she pocket dials me.
I’m just about to hang up the phone.
“Ady,” she finally says. Well, it’s more like a whisper.
I hear a door close in the background and the noise has gone quiet.
“Hi.”
After another minute of neither of us saying anything, I want to tell her how much I’ve missed her, but I know if she’s not ready to say anything I’m happy to just sit in silence with her.
My office is so quiet and every single slight noise I make sounds ten times louder.
“Ady. I’m sorry for running off and not talking to you. I’m sorry for running and not asking to hear your side of the story.”
“Sara. Stop. You don’t have to be sorry about anything. I mean it. A thousand times, our talk has gone through my head and every single time I tell you the truth. I’m the one who should be sorry.”
“Thanks Ady. I miss you. I’ll speak to you soon.”
She hangs up the phone.
I knowSara well enough to know that there were a thousand words she wanted to say to me. That’s why a couple of hours after I get off the phone I’m making plans to get into Miami just as her presentation is going to happen.
I know she didn’t ask me too.
What I know is that she misses me and well, I don’t want to be on the other side of the country if she wants to see me. Hell, I'll get a different room until she’s ready to talk to me.
I just really need to be near her.
Plus women love that grand gesture crap right?
Except Sara isn’t like every other woman I’ve been with.
I get on the plane in the middle of the night. I pay these people enough to not worry that they all had to cancel plans last minute.
I feel better about my plan having spoken to Kyle. He's already agreed to help me sneak into the hotel and get around without Sara or Susan seeing me.
