Office Grump An Enemies to Lovers Romance - Nicole Snow Page 0,93
eaten,” I say quietly. “Would you like something from the vending machine? Or cafeteria?”
“I’m not hungry,” he grinds out, shaking his head.
Yeah. This isn’t working. The kid’s a brick wall, just like I’d be in his position.
“I’ll give you a moment alone,” I say.
I leave him at his mom’s side, his head bent so he’s practically resting it on the side of the bed. I walk into the hall and pull out my phone, then check to see if it’s working.
No calls or texts from anyone.
Just this eerie silence.
What the hell? How can it be that there are no fires to put out at HeronComm? Sabrina must be handling the news of my temporary leave, but I knew she would.
A nurse approaches just as I’m about to go back into the room. “We’re going to take Marissa for more tests. We’re investigating how much of her brain activity was affected by the trauma and what areas it’s localized to.”
I nod and follow her into the room. “Jordan, they need to take your mom for some scans. We’re going home, okay?”
He stares at me, a scowl breaking out on his face.
“There’s no point staying. If we don’t come back today, we’ll return tomorrow,” I tell both him and the nurse.
“Today. We’ll be back later today.” He gets up, kisses his mom on the cheek, and walks out the door with me.
I slow down so he can catch up, but he’s intentionally walking three steps behind.
I stop and turn, and he pauses, too. “I’m ready for lunch. Do you want to go somewhere? Or would you rather pick something up on the way home?”
He shakes his head. “What the fuck is it with you and food? I told you, I’m not hungry.”
17
Tempt Me (Sabrina)
Since it’s the Saturday between holidays, we’re a skeleton crew.
My role—or Magnus’ role by proxy— is mostly being around to put out any fires and make sure teams meet their end-of-year deadlines.
It’s remarkably chill.
Most of the team already knows what to do—keep the ship running without his presence.
I’d say he has it easy, but I know he was the one who whipped them into shape.
The jackass doesn’t call or text. Probably for the best.
I don’t want to talk to him, and I’d bite his head off if I had to.
I’m able to start working on things I would’ve had to do Monday, like the prep work for the airline pitch after New Year’s. Having something important to do keeps my mind off last night.
Off the way he kissed me and touched me and blew up my world.
Off the way he left without a word, and then held me so sweetly all night.
Off the way he chewed my head off this morning.
Hell yes, I’m glad I’m busy.
My phone vibrates with a message. Ugh, is it him?
I tap my phone.
Ruby: Have you heard from Mag today? We all got cryptic emails from him and no one’s seen him in the flesh. I’m worried. He’s never missed work before. I would’ve expected him to call and check in fifty times by now.
I don’t respond to that.
If he wanted her to know more, he’d have told her.
But it makes me smile that he confided in me about his surprise half brother, and no one else. Still, everything about yesterday was wrong.
He can’t keep going hot and cold, and I can’t keep putting up with it.
Ruby’s right, too. He’s a natural control freak, so it’s odd that he hasn’t called to make sure the building isn’t burning down without his holy presence.
That’s how it goes all day. When everyone finally leaves the office, Armstrong is parked by the curb, waiting on me. I open the door and collapse into the leather seat. I’m completely spent.
“Take me to Mag’s place,” I say reluctantly.
I know I’m not supposed to set foot in his penthouse again, but...
If even Ruby is worried, I should check on him.
At the building, the attendant holds the door open, and I go to the elevator. I fish around in my purse for the white card.
Crap. I gave it back to Armstrong this morning. Retracing my steps to the double glass doors, I find the attendant and say, “I forgot my entry card.”
He nods. “Certainly, ma’am. You have two options. You can go get it, or if you use the row of buttons outside the elevator, you can call the person you’re here to see. They’ll buzz you in. You just put in the apartment number.”