whatever you said or did to him, I really commend you for it because I thought for sure that he was going to take himself out with alcohol poisoning.”
I laugh and shake head. “I have a question for you though.”
She wipes off her mouth. “Sure, what is it?”
“How come you talk to me? No one else in the building talks to me except you. Does everyone hate me? Is there a sign on my back that says do not talk to her?” I ask. “I just want to know why people avoid me, that’s all.”
“No, it’s not that. It’s just that no one believed you were going to last as long as you did. When Rhett gets personal assistants they last about a week or two tops before he chases them away. They all figured you would do the same thing so they didn’t feel the need to get close to you. Me, on the other hand, I knew that you would last. You have this look that says you are put up a fight and don’t give up easily,” she says. “And I was right. You’ve hung in there and managed to do the impossible with him. I’m sure people will start talking to you now with no problem at all - if only to be nosey.”
“Well it’s nice to know that everyone doesn’t hate my guts. I thought for sure that’s what it was. I would say hi to people and they would just give me this look like I had a disease or something. It was just rough,” I say. “But even if they don’t talk to me I’m glad that I get to talk to you. You’re a little crazy, but I like crazy.”
She laughs. “Of course no one hates your guts and good eye on the crazy part. But just because people don’t hate you, doesn’t mean that they don’t hate Rhett and they probably are going to hate him even more now that he’s become more active in the company. They’re not going to know how to react, but don’t worry about it. If anyone’s a jerk to you just send them to me and I’ll set them straight.”
We both burst into laughter.
She was just the person I needed to clear my head from the mess that I have going on with Rhett.
We chat freely as we walk back to the office. It feels nice to actually begin to get to know someone here.
I step off the elevator to my floor and wave goodbye to Nina. I walk over to my desk and see that there are even more files sitting there with notes to type them up and email them to some clients along with some other requests.
This will keep me busy the rest of the afternoon and I am sure that’s what Rhett wanted so that he could avoid talking about the kiss between us, but if that’s the way that he wanted it then so be it. I’m not going to force him to talk about anything that he didn’t want to talk about.
If it made him that uncomfortable, then I would just push it out of my mind as if nothing ever happened.
I start working on the files and all of the other things that Rhett has down for me to do. Before I know it, it’s almost time for me to be off of the clock. I gather up my stuff and Rhett walks out of his office and stops by my desk.
“Jessica,” he says.
“Rhett,” I reply.
“About what happened the other night…” he starts to say.
“I thought that nothing happened or at least that’s what you want to believe. I recall things a little differently, because you kissed me. And not just a kiss that you would give to a friend. It was a kiss indicating that you want more than friendship, but I’m not going to force you to talk about it if you don’t want to talk about it.”
He sighs. “Look, I just want you to know that nothing can happen between us again. That kiss—it was a mistake. I just got caught up in the moment and let things get carried away but don’t worry because it will never happen again. I will make sure of it.”
My brows raise. I already knew that, but I want to hear his excuse.
“Oh really? And why not? Am I not good enough for you? Do you think that I will file a sexual harassment suit against you? Because if you didn’t want the kiss to happen it never would’ve