Thanks to my wonderful friend and beta for this story, the gorgeous SassyNoles... You crack me up and keep me smiling!
Sandy
Through his eyes.
Chapter 9
It's Tuesday night and I'm still at work, sitting at my desk. Files open in front of me. I'm up to my fucking ears in legalities and all I can think of are deep brown eyes.
Rose.
The buzzing sound coming from my top draws me out of my wandering thoughts.
I look at the name on the screen and I think to myself if I want to answer it or not.
Yes... no... Yes... no... Shit!
"Hello."
"Hi babe. I just got home and I thought I'd call to see how far away you are." That's a loaded question. What I want to say is – 'I'm so far away I don't want to come home', but I don't.
"I'm just about to leave. I have more work in front of me than I'll get done tonight so I'm leaving it for tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll order Chinese; there's nothing in the fridge."
I have to bite my tongue before I say that she can always go shopping if she wants to have food in the kitchen... but I don't. "Yeah, that's fine. I'll be home soon."
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Thursday night... I'm home first. Still nothing in the fridge or pantry. God I'm tired.
I'm sitting on the lounge, the TV's on but my head is back and my eyes are closed. She's still not home. The phone rings.
"I won't be home till late. The client meeting is dragging on and on. Don't wait up."
I don't...