Page 8 of Secrets We Keep
“Why didn’t you tell me you’d asked her out?”
I laugh. Josh can be such a gossip sometimes.
“I haven’t. Not yet, anyway.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, we occasionally have lunch together. We were both working late last night…”
“Adrien is going to be pissed she was in the office so late.”
“It’s just lunch.”
“Okay. If you say so.”
I am not telling him I have a well-thought-out plan to ask her out.
5
JENNA
We sit in the bar we usually go to for lunch, but Dominic looks different. Nervous somehow. It can’t be about work because Josh told the office they got the job. I’m dying to know what Josh said to him behind the closed door, though.
“Jenna, I need to tell you something.”
“Okay,” I say to him, giving him my full attention.
“I can’t be the only one who sees this thing between us… I guess what I’m trying to say is…”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Reid looking at us. A shit-eating grin spreads across his face as he stands near our table.
“What he’s trying to say is he’s attracted to you,” Reid says, forcing Dominic to move down on his side of the booth.
“The thing is, Jenna, I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you either. Ever since I saw you in Adrien’s office.”
I lean back in my seat. Looking at both guys. What the hell!
Dominic and Reid share a look. I feel like I’ve zoned out and missed a key plot line from a film or TV show.
“I’m guessing that telling her I also have a thing for her was intentional. You’re up to something?” He says, taking a long swig of his beer. He shakes his head, a small laugh escaping as he does.
“Not what I’m thinking you’re not.” He says again with a shit-eating grin.
“Stop talking like I’m not sitting at the table too. It’s rude!” I say, where the hell did that come from? That was the tone I used on Adrien when I was trying to run his office.
“There she is, the woman I hoped to see the other day. I always heard stories about Adrien’s assistant. I thought they’d replaced her.”
Dominic laughs into his beer, his eyes lighting up. He wouldn’t dare.
“She was too nervous the other day,” he says. Dominic can’t even look me in the eye as he talks to Reid.
I dip one of my fries in the ketchup on the side of my plate to distract myself.
“She’s had a crush on you since she was a teen,” Dominic says. “I’m going to grab us all some more drinks.
“I can’t drink anymore. I need to go back to the office.”
He nods as he makes his way toward the bar.
