Sweet Love - Mia Kayla Page 0,98

well, that was fast.

I’d verbally told Connor yes, but I hadn’t had a full conversation with anyone else yet.

“Okay.”

“You wouldn’t have to move a thing. Just your files. We’ll have your computer set … oh.”

She slapped her head because I was the computer tech for this location. Of course, I’d be setting up my new computer.

“We can always have Tony do it. I hear he’s moving over after you officially transition to our new team.”

I shook my head. That would take days. “I’ll do it.”

She smiled and patted my shoulder. “What you and Connor have come up with is amazing. The team is going nuts over the new direction this company is taking.”

And just like that, the mention of his name diminished the joy in me, the joy of this new job, because without him, I wouldn’t have had this opportunity.

His flight had left this morning, but I missed him because his presence followed me all over the office. In the boardroom, in the coffee room, in the break room, especially in the closet.

“I’m excited.” I forced a smile to form on my face.

It wasn’t until lunch when the tears started flowing again.

“He’s a fucking idiot. And I told him that,” Alyssa said.

It was a simple thing that had set me off. Casey had emptied her bag and belongings, and among them was the book Sexy Filthy Boss.

I remembered reading that months ago and Connor catching me reading it. He’d made a flirty comment, and that was the beginning of the end for me.

Casey’s arms wrapped around me. “Men are jerks. We can form our own club. The Dickless Club.”

“And what a sad and lonely club that would be, and I don’t want anything to do with it,” Alyssa shot out. Then, she nudged my shoulder. “Seriously? She doesn’t have a dick, so she’s already dickless. The best way to get out of the brokenhearted funk is to jump on the next guy, get back on the horse.”

Casey scowled. “That’s so foul. And heartless.”

“Call me the lion without a heart.” Alyssa smirked. “Let’s go to O’Malley’s. I’m buying the next few pitchers and you’re drinking until you forget your own name. Trust me. In a few days, you won’t even miss him. Connor what’s his name?”

That night, I got butt-ass wasted, and then I slept over at Casey and Alyssa’s place.

But for once, she was wrong. Because even a whole week later, I missed him dearly.

He’d called me and texted, but I needed a clean break. That was the only way I’d get over this, get over him—to pretend like we hadn’t ever happened.

Connor

Life was different when I went back to New York and continued with my daily routine. It didn’t seem like a life at all.

Brad patted my shoulders, welcoming me back to work. “Hey, it’s good to have you back.” He dropped a stack of papers on my desk. “This is Roastery Coffee. Going under. There’s no saving this one. We’ve tried for the last few months. We’re in a liquidation scenario now.”

That sucked. My thoughts flickered back to my company—to Colby’s. I hoped they could pull through. I reminded myself that I needed to text Alyssa about seeing last month’s financial statement.

As soon as the thought registered, I shook my head. I had meant, my father’s company.

“And tonight, we’re going out. Do you want to come? Denise has been asking about you.”

Denise. A one-night stand that had turned into more than I could handle.

“No, I’m still settling back at my place.”

“Come on, bro. You’ve been back for days now. It’s a Friday night. Let’s go out.”

I huffed under my breath.

Did I want to stay in my apartment and try contacting Charlie, knowing that she wouldn’t answer my call? Did I want to watch TV and have every show play, reminding me of Charlie and her love of reality TV shows?

If I wanted to move on with my life, I needed to move the hell on.

I tipped my chin. “Where are you guys meeting tonight?”

“Club Vision.”

I groaned. A club? Oh, hell.

I straightened, knowing this was what I had to do. “Okay, see you guys there.”

It was a slow and agonizing day with figuring out that my colleagues were right about this company. I wished I could prove them wrong and find a solution to save Roastery Coffee, but no, unfortunately, they had been in the negative cash flow for years.

At five thirty, I shut down my computer and took the subway home.

I opened the door, and the atmosphere