Page 26 of Defended
"Ugh, don't be reasonable, I hate it when you're reasonable." Losing some of her bravado, Peggy flung herself dramatically onto the couch beside Melody. "He called me a selfish brat."
"Well, that was definitely mean," Melody said soothingly, scooting over to put her arm around Peggy. It also wasn't entirely untrue, but there were a lot of good parts of Peggy that helped to make up for her occasional self-involvement. "Totally uncalled for."
Leaning her head onto Melody's shoulder, more of the anger leeched out of Peggy's voice, and the resentment she'd felt about being called away from Kawan faded. "I really liked him."
"I know, sweetie." She stroked Peggy's arm, resting her cheek on the top of her friend's head. Peggy had definitely really liked him, but deep down, Melody realized she wasn't surprised it hadn't worked either. Elliott was definitely dominant while Peggy... well, she was also dominant most of the time. Maybe she was different in the bedroom, but apparently that hadn't been enough for Elliott. They'd been doomed to clash eventually.
"Well, fuck him anyway." Peggy jumped back to her feet in one of her lightning fast mood changes. If her anger was half-bravado, Melody wasn't going to call her on it. She knew Peggy preferred action to wallowing. When Melody was dumped, she went for ice cream andGilmore Girls. When Peggy was dumped, she was more likely to be found drinking martinis and watchingGame of Throneswith a scary expression on her face. "I'm going to find a new boyfriend—a better boyfriend—who doesn't expect me to worship at his feet. I'll makehimkneel forme."
And with that, she was off and running again, leaving Melody to inwardly sigh and settle back into the couch for what was likely to be a long night. Work tomorrow was going to be rough.
At least she had her Saturday Black Light date with Kawan to look forward to. With Peggy on the warpath this week, she was probably going to really be feeling the need for an escape by then.
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Focusingon work had never been so difficult.
It didn’t help that he couldn't stop texting Melody. Especially since she kept texting back.
They weren't even talking about anything important.
She'd sent him an apology this morning for having to leave last night—an unnecessary one, since Kawan understood that her friend had needed her—and then somehow they'd ended up playing the question game with each other. Favorite movie... favorite book... favorite TV show... favorite restaurant... favorite food... Nothing that couldn't have waited for a real conversation, but he couldn't stop.
Every time she sent him a question, along with her answer, he sent her one back... along with his.
In between waiting for her answers, he managed to get work done. And he did turn off the sound on his phone for meetings, but the second the meeting was over, the first thing he did was check it for another message.
The wait for this upcoming weekend was going to be interminable.
Patience was usually one of his virtues, but at the moment, his usual calm eluded him.
When he ran into Sienna exiting Alexander's office, he was distracted enough that he almost didn't notice the slightly dazed expression on her face at first. A second glance and he noted that her lips were slightly swollen and tendrils of her hair had worked their way out of her neat bun. His own lips quirked. It didn't surprise him at all that Alexander took advantage of having his future wife working in the same building.
The second she saw Kawan, a blush bloomed in her cheeks, amusing him even further. Considering he'd watched her scene multiple times at Black Light, he hadn't realized she'd be embarrassed about being caught having some lunchtime fun. Apparently location mattered. His grin widened.
"Hello, Sienna."
"Hello, Sir. Um, Kawan. I mean, Mr. Park." She was adorably flustered and blushing even harder now, wringing her hands in front of her as her gaze lowered and lifted.
"Having a good day?" he asked.
The little sub rallied, although the color in her cheeks remained. Her chin lifted and her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Yes, Mr. Park.Verygood."
Alexander's deep voice interrupted them as he called out from his office, over Kawan's chuckle. "Stop bothering my fiancée, Kawan. Come in here, I want to talk to you anyway."
Giving him a little wink, Sienna swished her hips as she walked away, regaining her usual sassy confidence with every step. Still chuckling, Kawan moved into Alexander's office, shutting the door behind him. Eyes on his computer, Alexander didn't look at him until he was seated in one of the comfortable chairs in front of Alexander's desk.
With one last tap on his keyboard, Alexander refocused his piercing blue gaze on Kawan. "How's your day going?"
Raising his eyebrow, Kawan settled back into his chair. "Good, as far as I know."
"You seemed a little distracted this morning."
Trust Alexander to have noticed. Kawan huffed out a breath. "I am, but it's nothing dire."
"Is it the lovely Miss Melody from Saturday night?" Alexander asked, cocking his head at Kawan.
"If I'd known you wanted gossip, I would have scheduled a meeting," Kawan joked.
