longer does it. At least he still has his bridge picture to remember it by.
On the other nightstand, right next to where I sleep, there is an 8x10 framed autographed picture of David Beckham.
“Now over to Sports with our very own resident wild man and amateur motocross champion today, Finn Wilder. Finn, congratulations on your victory today.”
“Thanks, Sheena. It was for a good cause. I love riding, but it’s always more meaningful and worthwhile when I’m helping sick kids.”
“Well, you sure put on a good show out there. And your fans were going crazy, as always. I bet you had a long line of women wanting to give you a congratulatory kiss after your win.”
“No. Nothing like that.
“None? Really? I’m sure you had some offers.
“Maybe.”
“During the segment with Todd, we could hear your most fervent supporters yelling for you. You even received two marriage proposals.”
“Did I?”
“You sure did. What do you have to say about that?”
“Wow. Well, although I am flattered by the attention, I’m going to have to respectfully decline the offers.”
“Finn, you’re our eternal bachelor. Are we ever going to marry you off? You need a ring on that finger.”
“I’m good.”
“Are you sure? There isn’t an honored Finnatic out there that has already won your heart? There are rumors that you actually did get several kisses from a very lucky lady. Is there something that we don’t know? Do you have a girlfriend you’re not telling us about?”
“Okay! Let’s talk sports! I want to thank everyone for coming out to support the fight against leukemia. We had a great turn-out…”
What was that? Again, Finn outright refused to admit he has a girlfriend. One of the news anchors, Sheena Thompkins, is always lobbing flirty banter at Finn, trying to get him to talk about his female fans or to acknowledge if he’s dating anyone. He never does. I’m not asking him to announce my address and social security number on Air, but he can’t even tell his viewers, his Finnatics, that he’s taken? I don’t think any of his coworkers even know that he has a girlfriend, and he’s had one for three years! He never takes me around the station or introduces me to anyone. We only hang out with my friends. I’ve never even been to any of his Christmas parties, award dinners or company picnics. He usually tells me he’ll make a quick appearance and then leave.
Is he ashamed of me? When we met in the emergency room, I was still only a cashier at Garner’s, in between the hospital and law firm jobs. I know it was nothing flashy like his career, but he still seemed interested in me. A month later, Val Dryden hired me as a temp at the firm. She liked me enough because after seven months, she hired me as her assistant full-time. I then obtained a paralegal certificate since the firm paid for my schooling, so that was a bonus. Finn said he was proud of me for my perseverance and continuing to strive; refusing to give up.
I watch him as he finishes his report. He’s so achingly handsome in his charcoal gray suit and dark blue tie; however, something seems off with him. His smiles are forced and he isn’t laughing as he usually does. Even his responses to Sheena were clipped and generic. He doesn’t seem to be in his “zone,” as he calls it. Is he thinking about me at all, even if he doesn’t want to confess to the city of Richmond and the rest of the viewing area that he is in love with me? Or, at least I thought he was. He tells me he loves me, but not as often as he used to. Is Morgan right? Is he only using me for sex? Maybe he had feelings for me at first, but now he doesn’t anymore and continues to have sex with me until someone else comes along. Honestly, I don’t know why he’d stay with me for three years if he wanted someone else, but I also don’t understand why he’s staying with me when he won’t share me with his public, as I have to share him.
I’m beginning to feel
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