Julianna raised her eyebrows.
“Julianna, I don’t know what you’re thinking about doing, but don’t do it. I’ve never agreed with going after a guy who’s already spoken for.”
“They’re just dating. He should know his options.”
“If he wanted to go out with me, he’d ask.”
“It’s not that simple, Christine.”
“Why not?”
“To begin with, you have a very odd relationship with his boss. Just because you haven’t done the deed doesn’t mean there isn’t something between you and Austin that is strong. That would have to confuse another guy.”
“Austin flirts with everyone, but . . .”
“But what?” Julianna asked.
“You could have a point about Matt being confused.”
“What does that mean?”
Christine told Julianna about the moment in the dressing room that Matt witnessed. “But it was nothing,” she insisted.
“Matt sees you in a dressing room with Austin, who happens to have his hands on you, and Matt is supposed to assume it’s nothing?”
“Austin was just making a point,” she insisted.
“The point being he thinks you’re hot!”
“He never said that. Although . . .”
“What?”
“He kissed me again. And wanted to do more.”
“Wait. What? Did you?”
“No, although I was tempted. He is a hell of a kisser,” Christine said, touching her lips.
“Why didn’t you, then? God knows you need it.”
“’Cause it would close the door on Matt and me.”
“You’re really choosing an outside chance with Matt over Austin?”
“Sex with Austin would be amazing. But do I see us married with kids? No. And I want that. Having sex with him would screw up a great friendship and working relationship. And Matt doesn’t seem like the type of guy to take sloppy seconds after Austin.”
“I haven’t heard that term since high school,” Julianna said.
“So, I’m passing on Mr. Right Now in the hopes of getting Mr. Right.”
Julianna stood to leave. “Did you ever think you’d be stuck between two men like Austin and Matt?”
“Not in a million years.”
“Just play it smart, Christine. You could end up with neither.”
Julianna’s words lingered long after she left Christine’s office.