What hadn’t pleased me was seeing how well Adam had taken to her. It rubbed me all wrong. I happened to like the guy, but I didn’t appreciate how easily she responded to the charm he loved to turn on. They now shared a place of business, after all.
There was a company fraternization policy for a reason. Time to enforce it.
Istuffed the remaining slice of pizza in my mouth. “So, whaddya think?” I chewed a few more times, the cheese sticking to my tongue. “Do you agree?”
“That you’re a pig who shouldn’t be allowed to leave the trough? Yeah, I agree.”
I opened my mouth wide, showing him just how much of a pig I could be before swallowing.
Stu threw an olive at me. “Nasty girl.”
I gulped down some soda. When I caught the woman at the table over drooling, I wanted to tell her to save her spit. “You have an admirer,” I said, nodding in her direction.
“How rude.” He took a peek, and she didn’t bother hiding her stare. “For all she knows, we’re here together. Like on a date.” He stuck out his tongue, and I flicked the olive back at him. We were like a couple of frickin’ kids.
“In her defense, she probably thinks we’re brother and sister.” We got that a lot. With his long dark hair and similar coloring, we could easily pass. Once we were even asked if we were twins. Considering how hot he was, I was going to take that as the ultimate compliment.
Stu grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. “You’re too far away, snookums,” he said loudly. “I miss you when you’re on your own chair.”
He covered my face in kisses. The woman turned her head. “Snookums?”
“Would you prefer honeydew muffin? I’m not sure what the girls like to be called nowadays.”
“Definitely not that.” I laughed and slid off his lap, then checked my phone for the time. My lunch break was half over. “So, about what I told you. Crazy, huh?”
I’d been dying to talk about it since Friday, this whole thing with Stephen. I guess I couldn’t call him Thor anymore, even if he still looked like him. I wished I had a picture; Stu would freak.
“Oh, I don’t know, Perry. Maybe it’s not so much as crazy as it’s fate.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You two must’ve been brought together for a reason. It could be written in the stars.”
I rolled my eyes. “Nowthat’ssome crazy shit.” Christa would agree with me. Too bad I hadn’t been able to tell her yet. She was in her room all weekend sleeping, saying she was coming down with something. She’d called in sick that morning. I was starting to worry about her. If she wasn’t back on her feet by the time I got home from work, I was going to have to do something, whatever that may be.
He shrugged. “What are you going to do? We’re all pawns in the game of love. We go wherever we’re moved.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Is this about me or you now? Any new developments on the Kenny front I should know about?”
“My balls are still a raging shade of blue, if that’s what you’re asking. But no, we’re not talking about me here. The guy you can’t stop thinking about suddenly turns up at your new job? Sounds like it’s fate to me.”
“No, it’s a coincidence. And I never said I can’t stop thinking about him.”
“You didn’t have to. I know you like my own dick, Perry.”
“Uh, thanks?” I grabbed our trash and got up to throw it in the bin. It was a gorgeous sunny afternoon for the end of March, nice enough to finally eat outside. Too nice for a Monday—although, I didn’t so much mind Mondays anymore.
“When can I meet him?” Stu asked.
“Meet him? Why the hell would you meet him? There are thousands of people in this company. Am I supposed to introduce you to every one?”
“No, just Stephen.”
“He doesn’t even work in the same office. His building is on the other side of the city. Who knows when I’ll even see him again.” His blue eyes popped in my mind and my stomach fluttered.
“You look constipated. You must be thinking of him right now. Is he giving you that special funny feeling?”
I slugged his arm. “Shut up. It’s the pizza messing with me.” God, what was wrong with me? “And why are we even talking about this anyway? You know I’m only with Dre now.”