changes everything.”
William moved into the right lane and started to take the exit. “No, William. I asked you to take me home.”
“That’s where I’m going,” he said.
“No, not to your home. I want to go to my home.”
This time when William looked at me, his eyes were full of unguarded hurt. I was certain that mine were as well. Neith er of us said another word except when I had to give him directions to my place. When he pulled up out front, I hurried to open the door.
“Can I call you?” he said quickly.
“Please don’t.” I slammed the door shut. As I was unlocking the door to my condo building, I glanced over my shoulder. William was still there. He hadn’t left me. With a very great effort, I turned my back on him and went inside.
There are a lot of reasons you shouldn’t date your boss, but most of those reasons only matter once the fling is over. The number one reason being, you can’t escape them. I should’ve known that Tara’s New Year’s Eve party wouldn’t be a good idea, but I went anyway. At first, everything was fine. I was still reeling from the news about William being a baby daddy, but I was determined not to sit around feeling sorry for myself. We had only been together a few days and I wasn’t going to waste any time pretending it had been anything more than that.
“That guy over there hasn’t stopped staring at you,” Tara friend, Lori, yelled in my ear.
“Who is he?” I could barely make out the top of his head over the crowd.
“No idea. I can’t really see him, but he’s been looking over here all night.” Lori refilled my champagne glass. “It’s almost midnight and I think he wants to be your New Year’s kiss.”
I had drunk just enough champagne to think that would be a good idea, so I began pushing my way through the crowd. Just as I made it to the other side of the room, everyone began the countdown at 30 seconds. At 25 seconds, my eyes found the guy Lori had pointed out.
“Shit,” I said, looking directly into William Connor’s stunning eyes.
The crowd was still chanting, and William’s eyes drew me forward. I was still mad and I wanted to yell at him, but something stronger was guiding me. I missed him.
“William,” I said.
He grabbed me by the arm and yanked me through the crowd. We were down to ten seconds. He opened the first door we came across and pulled me inside. Tara’s bedroom was empty and with the door closed behind us, we could still hear the countdown. William leaned over me and I pushed up on my tiptoes. Our lips met just as the crowd reached the number one and I rang in the New Year with William’s tongue in my mouth. This was not how things were supposed to go.
“Stop.” I pushed him away. “What am I doing?”
“Olivia, please. Don’t go.” William tried to hold on to me but I squirmed away. I stepped back into the crowded hallway and shoved my way to the front door. I dug through a stack of coats until I found mine and then I ran outside. The ground was covered in a mix of snow and ice so I had to slow down or risk falling.
“Olivia!” William had better balance than me and it didn’t take him long to catch up. “Just give me two minutes, please.”
“What? What are you going to say that will make this okay?” I turned to him and crossed my arms over my chest.
“Holly isn’t pregnant,” he blurted it out through chattering teeth. Unlike me, he hadn’t bothered to grab his coat. “A friend of mine saw her out at a bar a couple of days ago, drinking everything in sight. I confronted her about it and she admitted that she made the whole thing up. She was trying to get me to take her back.”
“William-”
He stopped me. “Livy, I was never going to take her back. Even if it had been true. I would’ve done anything and everything for the baby, but I was never getting back together with Holly. She’s a miserable human being, and even if she wasn’t, it was never going to happen.”
“Why