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scowl on his face, interrupting my thoughts.
“ Cosa vuoi? ”
“I need to talk to you.”
“I’m busy,” I responded with an eye-roll.
“Don’t give me attitude, mister.” He glanced at our coworkers and had the decency to lower his voice. “I just left a distraught Rebecca in her stateroom because she thinks she’s causing problems in your life. She feels awful about it and is considering ending her contract commitment.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. She threatened to leave. You threatened to transfer. It’s time you fessed up. This is not normal behavior for two people who don’t have feelings for each other.”
“We don’t have feelings for each other,” I whispered harshly.
“Yes, you do!” He cut his eyes back to the dance floor before leveling me with his ice-blue glare. “I just told her I’m so on to you both. You need to go tell her she can’t leave, since she won’t listen to me.” When I didn’t move, he poked me. “Marco, I know you better than anyone. Knock this shit off.”
“What shit?”
“I saw it with my own eyes, so don’t try to deny it.”
I remained silent, refusing to concede, even though his words were absolutely true. Him witnessing that connection Rebecca and I shared was the worst thing that could have happened, because now he’d never let it go.
“Here’s how I see it,” he droned on predictably. “You’ve never felt this way before and it’s freaking you out, but it shouldn’t. You can’t fight love. When you try to, things get really, really messy.” I continued to ignore him, and he continued his rant. “She can’t keep walking around here like a love-sick teenager, and you can’t continue walking around here with a humongous chubbie.”
“ H umongous chubbie?”
“It means a huge hard-on.”
“I don’t have a hard-on.”
“Uh, yes you do.” His eyes glanced down and I wanted to hit him, because again he was absolutely right…I did.
“You’re crossing a line, Burrows.”
“Big deal. I’ve crossed far worse and you know it.”
I stared at the amber liquid in my glass, hoping for a spark of wisdom to hit me. Nothing had happened between us yet, and I was already exhausted with the situation.
Wait, yet?
“It’s complicated,” I finally admitted.
“It doesn’t have to be. Marco?” I turned to see him watching me sympathetically. “ La vita è buona ,” he said, using my own words against me.
I was always touting how good life was to my staff, and until a few weeks ago, it had been. That was when I was obliviously happy in my lonely existence. And now, things had changed and all I felt about life at the moment was how unfair it was.
“It’s not that simple, Ricky,” I said quietly.
Losing his patience with me, he released a very heavy sigh. “It can be. First thing you’re going to do is get your ass over to her room and convince her to stay because, if she leaves, I quit.”
“One of these days, I’ll fire you myself.”
“No, you won’t.” He folded his arms, clearly unfazed by my threat. “You need to be honest with her. She deserves to know how you feel.”
“That would change everything, Ricky. I can’t do that. She’s my direct report.”
“So?”
I threw him an incredulous glare.
“Marco, you need to talk to her, or else…” He left the threat dangling between us.
“Or else what?”
“Or else I’ll talk to her, and my version won’t be as G-rated as yours.”
I wasn’t afraid of my assistant, unless he was right. On the rare occasions he’d been right, he’d proceeded to make my life miserable. I could only imagine what he’d do to me this time around. When it came to fate, love, blah, blah, blah, he meant business…and not even a transfer would save me from his wrath.
Ricky was a hopeless romantic. It was his mission in life to find love for both of us. Until now, I found the fairytale idealisms that dictated his real life amusing. I needed to figure things out before my
“ Cosa vuoi? ”
“I need to talk to you.”
“I’m busy,” I responded with an eye-roll.
“Don’t give me attitude, mister.” He glanced at our coworkers and had the decency to lower his voice. “I just left a distraught Rebecca in her stateroom because she thinks she’s causing problems in your life. She feels awful about it and is considering ending her contract commitment.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. She threatened to leave. You threatened to transfer. It’s time you fessed up. This is not normal behavior for two people who don’t have feelings for each other.”
“We don’t have feelings for each other,” I whispered harshly.
“Yes, you do!” He cut his eyes back to the dance floor before leveling me with his ice-blue glare. “I just told her I’m so on to you both. You need to go tell her she can’t leave, since she won’t listen to me.” When I didn’t move, he poked me. “Marco, I know you better than anyone. Knock this shit off.”
“What shit?”
“I saw it with my own eyes, so don’t try to deny it.”
I remained silent, refusing to concede, even though his words were absolutely true. Him witnessing that connection Rebecca and I shared was the worst thing that could have happened, because now he’d never let it go.
“Here’s how I see it,” he droned on predictably. “You’ve never felt this way before and it’s freaking you out, but it shouldn’t. You can’t fight love. When you try to, things get really, really messy.” I continued to ignore him, and he continued his rant. “She can’t keep walking around here like a love-sick teenager, and you can’t continue walking around here with a humongous chubbie.”
“ H umongous chubbie?”
“It means a huge hard-on.”
“I don’t have a hard-on.”
“Uh, yes you do.” His eyes glanced down and I wanted to hit him, because again he was absolutely right…I did.
“You’re crossing a line, Burrows.”
“Big deal. I’ve crossed far worse and you know it.”
I stared at the amber liquid in my glass, hoping for a spark of wisdom to hit me. Nothing had happened between us yet, and I was already exhausted with the situation.
Wait, yet?
“It’s complicated,” I finally admitted.
“It doesn’t have to be. Marco?” I turned to see him watching me sympathetically. “ La vita è buona ,” he said, using my own words against me.
I was always touting how good life was to my staff, and until a few weeks ago, it had been. That was when I was obliviously happy in my lonely existence. And now, things had changed and all I felt about life at the moment was how unfair it was.
“It’s not that simple, Ricky,” I said quietly.
Losing his patience with me, he released a very heavy sigh. “It can be. First thing you’re going to do is get your ass over to her room and convince her to stay because, if she leaves, I quit.”
“One of these days, I’ll fire you myself.”
“No, you won’t.” He folded his arms, clearly unfazed by my threat. “You need to be honest with her. She deserves to know how you feel.”
“That would change everything, Ricky. I can’t do that. She’s my direct report.”
“So?”
I threw him an incredulous glare.
“Marco, you need to talk to her, or else…” He left the threat dangling between us.
“Or else what?”
“Or else I’ll talk to her, and my version won’t be as G-rated as yours.”
I wasn’t afraid of my assistant, unless he was right. On the rare occasions he’d been right, he’d proceeded to make my life miserable. I could only imagine what he’d do to me this time around. When it came to fate, love, blah, blah, blah, he meant business…and not even a transfer would save me from his wrath.
Ricky was a hopeless romantic. It was his mission in life to find love for both of us. Until now, I found the fairytale idealisms that dictated his real life amusing. I needed to figure things out before my
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