Fighting Control (Bay State Series Book 3) by Tiffany Hachey Page B

is not something that appeals to me. I'll take a longer commute any day to  a stuffy, overpopulated ride on public transit.
    “Hey. Did your hot stud find you?” Autumn asks as I step out of the elevator when it stops on our floor. It's kind of creepy like she was waiting for me. And how would she know about Julian?
    “How did you know he was looking for me?” I ask. She couldn't have known we hooked up the other night. She wasn't there.
    “Greg didn't tell you? Julian came in the other day looking for you. Even gave him an interview as a thank you. Isn't that great? Greg doesn't lose his job and you got to re connect with Julian.”
    She changes her tone quickly; I'm sure from the look of utter mortification on my face. “Did he not find you?” She asks. I can't say I blame her for being excited.
    We really did hit it off at that party. My irritation has nothing to do with her. The betrayal from Greg is a different story. And Julian, I'm so pissed at him right now; I don't think I'll ever speak to him again. He somehow had to know Greg needed that interview, and suddenly I'm not so angry at him anymore. All of my anger and pain point in one direction. Julian.
    “Oh, he found me alright. What an egotistical asshole. What makes him think I wanted him to find me? And to use Greg like that. Fuck, I'm pissed.” The silent turmoil inside of my brain feels like it weighs a thousand pounds right now and I suddenly crack, letting out a maniacal laugh.
    “Are you going to be alright?” Genuine concern is etched in her features and I have to reassure her.
    “You bet your ass I am. I can't say the same for Julian if I'm ever inclined to even talk to him again. How could I have been so naive? I really thought it was a coincidence that he was at Rain.” I shake my head and start to walk down the hall towards my cubicle to find out what frivolous tasks await me.
    “What are you going to do?” She leans her backside against the wall inside my small, barely closed off space and watches me, waiting for an answer.
    “I'm not sure. I do know I'm going to ignore him if he texts or calls,” I tell her as I try to busy myself with checking my work email after firing up my computer.
    “I'm gonna head to my office. Let me know if you need anything. Maybe we can have a few drinks after work and prowl the scene for a little while. Take your mind off of him for a bit.”
    “Thanks but I have plans tonight with my friend Ashley. Rain check?”
    “Sure. Remember what I said. Anything you need. Don't hesitate okay?” She walks out of my cubicle and pops her head back in when I don't answer her right away.
    “I will. Wanna do lunch instead?” I ask, needing as much distraction as possible today.
    “I'm sorry. I can't today. I have an appointment with a realtor a few blocks over.”
    Well damn. Maybe Greg can keep me company. “No problem. Let me know how it goes.” I know she's wanted to buy for a while now. “I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.”
    “I will. Talk to you later. And if you want my opinion, I think it's kind of cute.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Julian going to extremes to find you. It must mean he's really into you. And you have to admit, he sure is easy on the eyes.”
    I can't help the devilish smile that spreads across my face as I picture just how easy he is on the eyes. “I have to agree with you there. I don't know, it's still too fresh to look at it objectively.”
    “Anyhow..., I'll let you get to work. Sort that shit out girl. Have a nice day at the office dear.” She laughs as she disappears for the doorway, if that's what you would call it when technically there's no door.
    Part of what she said makes sense. Would I have done the same thing if I was desperate to find him? Probably. What I don't like is the fact that he didn't tell me. He let me assume we just happen to run into each other. That's the real problem isn't it? I try my best to push the nagging thoughts from my head for a