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it’s probably my best bet to just be civil and then walk away, I decided, squaring my shoulders.
“It’s so good to see you, Mya. It’s been a few years now. You look exactly the same,” Eric said expectantly, his eyes creepily darting down my body and then meeting my eyes again.
“I’m working, Eric. But it’s nice seeing you too,” I lied flatly, crossing my arms over my chest. “I hope you’ve been enjoying your evening at Duke & Duchess. And I’ll be sure to tell my father I saw you.”
Ignoring my tone, comment, and general disposition, Eric smiled as he said, “I heard you moved to New York, so I had a one-in-three shot at guessing the right triplet’s name!” He laughed at his own joke.
I just stared blankly at him.
“But seriously,” he continued in a self-important tone that grated on my nerves. “My mom mentioned a few months ago about your mother dying. I’m sorry. And I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to the funeral. We were shooting and I just got hired to work as the assistant director of A Dangerous Affair so, you know, duty called. But my parents were worried about you and your sisters. Especially after your dad proposed to—”
Unable to fake it anymore, my eyes narrowed at him. “Don’t be,” I retorted, cutting him off with my hands on my hips. “My family is none of your business.”
For the first time since the conversation started, Eric’s eyes left mine and seemed to nervously skim the crowd. “How’s Mikaela doing?” Eric asked randomly.
I’m not even entertaining this conversation, I thought with a frown. There was always something weird happening with Eric and Mikaela. I used to think it was a crush with weird sexual tension, but then when Mikaela started getting distant, she would completely shut down at the sheer mention of Eric Black or any other guy. And even up until the last time we last spoke, she didn’t seem interested in dating anyone.
“I have to get back to work. But you take care of yourself Eric,” I uttered through clenched teeth. Taking a step to the right, I attempted to walk around him when his hand gripped my upper arm tightly. I snatched my arm out of his grasp and glared at him. “Don’t you dare put your hands on me again.”
Eric lifted his hands up quickly. “Oh! Sorry. I just… I really am sorry.” He paused before he continued, “For everything. I just wanted to pass along my condolences. For your loss.”
“Thanks,” I muttered as I slipped between two groups of people and into the crowd.
Quickly, I made my way to the staff break room and walked all the way to the back bathrooms. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it and let out a deep breath. My eyes prickled with tears as thoughts of my mother in her casket flashed before my eyes.
I should’ve gone back home when she asked. I should’ve—dammit! Of all the people here tonight, why did I have to run into Eric Black? Chicago was small enough without people from my past seeping into my present. And then he brings up Mom while I’m at work?! Really? Who does that? I questioned angrily asI focused on the resentment that bubbled inside beneath the surface to keep me from crying.
After splashing water on my face, I went to my locker to reapply my eye makeup. The door opened and Jessica walked in.
“Hey Mya, some guy is waiting for you.”
Shit, why won’t he leave me alone? I wondered to myself, feeling my blood begin to boil.
Exhaling sharply, I closed my locker door and leaned against the locker bank. With more bite in my voice than I meant to have, I asked, “For what?”
Jessica looked instantly panicky. “Um, well, I don’t know. I just happened to overhear him ask Rhiannon for you and she started flirting with him. I just thought you should know since you looked out for me earlier. Thank you for that, by the way.”
Rhiannon and Eric? A bitch and an asshole…. They’re probably a match made in heaven, I thought with a shake of my head. I looked
“It’s so good to see you, Mya. It’s been a few years now. You look exactly the same,” Eric said expectantly, his eyes creepily darting down my body and then meeting my eyes again.
“I’m working, Eric. But it’s nice seeing you too,” I lied flatly, crossing my arms over my chest. “I hope you’ve been enjoying your evening at Duke & Duchess. And I’ll be sure to tell my father I saw you.”
Ignoring my tone, comment, and general disposition, Eric smiled as he said, “I heard you moved to New York, so I had a one-in-three shot at guessing the right triplet’s name!” He laughed at his own joke.
I just stared blankly at him.
“But seriously,” he continued in a self-important tone that grated on my nerves. “My mom mentioned a few months ago about your mother dying. I’m sorry. And I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to the funeral. We were shooting and I just got hired to work as the assistant director of A Dangerous Affair so, you know, duty called. But my parents were worried about you and your sisters. Especially after your dad proposed to—”
Unable to fake it anymore, my eyes narrowed at him. “Don’t be,” I retorted, cutting him off with my hands on my hips. “My family is none of your business.”
For the first time since the conversation started, Eric’s eyes left mine and seemed to nervously skim the crowd. “How’s Mikaela doing?” Eric asked randomly.
I’m not even entertaining this conversation, I thought with a frown. There was always something weird happening with Eric and Mikaela. I used to think it was a crush with weird sexual tension, but then when Mikaela started getting distant, she would completely shut down at the sheer mention of Eric Black or any other guy. And even up until the last time we last spoke, she didn’t seem interested in dating anyone.
“I have to get back to work. But you take care of yourself Eric,” I uttered through clenched teeth. Taking a step to the right, I attempted to walk around him when his hand gripped my upper arm tightly. I snatched my arm out of his grasp and glared at him. “Don’t you dare put your hands on me again.”
Eric lifted his hands up quickly. “Oh! Sorry. I just… I really am sorry.” He paused before he continued, “For everything. I just wanted to pass along my condolences. For your loss.”
“Thanks,” I muttered as I slipped between two groups of people and into the crowd.
Quickly, I made my way to the staff break room and walked all the way to the back bathrooms. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it and let out a deep breath. My eyes prickled with tears as thoughts of my mother in her casket flashed before my eyes.
I should’ve gone back home when she asked. I should’ve—dammit! Of all the people here tonight, why did I have to run into Eric Black? Chicago was small enough without people from my past seeping into my present. And then he brings up Mom while I’m at work?! Really? Who does that? I questioned angrily asI focused on the resentment that bubbled inside beneath the surface to keep me from crying.
After splashing water on my face, I went to my locker to reapply my eye makeup. The door opened and Jessica walked in.
“Hey Mya, some guy is waiting for you.”
Shit, why won’t he leave me alone? I wondered to myself, feeling my blood begin to boil.
Exhaling sharply, I closed my locker door and leaned against the locker bank. With more bite in my voice than I meant to have, I asked, “For what?”
Jessica looked instantly panicky. “Um, well, I don’t know. I just happened to overhear him ask Rhiannon for you and she started flirting with him. I just thought you should know since you looked out for me earlier. Thank you for that, by the way.”
Rhiannon and Eric? A bitch and an asshole…. They’re probably a match made in heaven, I thought with a shake of my head. I looked
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