Page 155 of Playing the Game
I laugh. “You don’t get a say in the matter.”
“I gave you the choice.”
“You did not. I told you I liked it when you called me temptress, so don’t change the facts.”
My other line beeps with an alert. “Hey, babe. I’ll call you once I get to the airport. I think Hunter’s on the other line.”
“Dori.”
“What?”
“I love you. Be careful today, okay?” Something in Jami’s voice screams of warning.
“I love you too.”
“I’m serious, Dori. Don’t take any chances.”
My other line beeps again. “Jami, you’re being strange, and I have to answer the other line. I’ll call you right back.”
“Don’t forget.”
“I won’t.”
“I love you.”
“Jami, I love you too. Now I’m hanging up.” I click to the other line. “Hello.”
“Hi, Dori. This is Patricia from your building. The cleaners just left, and I have time to do the final walk-through of your loft if you want.”
I glance at the time. Hunter shouldn’t be done with his conference call for another half an hour.
“Sure. I’ll be over soon.”
“Great. If that works, I’ll meet you in your loft in fifteen minutes.”
I pull out a drawer, looking for a sticky note. “That workswell. I just need to leave a note for my friend, and I’ll be right there.”
“Perfect. I’ll see you soon.”
We hang up, and I grab a pen out of my purse to write Hunter a note to leave on Jami’s front door.
Hunter, I didn’t want to interrupt your call, so I left this message here. I’m at my loft doing the final walk-through with my landlord. Pick me up there when you get this. I have all my bags with me. Thanks, Dori
I tell Tom our change of plans, and we leave a few minutes later. He helps me load my bags into the car and drives me to my loft.
I take in everything I’m leaving behind. Five years ago, I pulled into town and thought I’d live here for the rest of my life. Now, I’m going to Miami to move in with Jami.
My smile grows as my heart soars. Even with all the pain, being with Jami is right. I know it to the depths of my soul. He’s my other half.
We get to my loft in record time. Tom lets me out of the car and leads me into the building. He peeks into the stairwell and nods when he thinks it’s clear.
I lower my head so I can roll my eyes without him seeing me. I’ll be happy once Jami fires them all. It’s the first thing on my agenda. Okay, maybe not the first, but it’s not far down the list.
I unlock the front door and push it open. Tom rushes inside and does a quick assessment of the place. He gives me clearance once he has checked the bathroom.
I would talk to him, but none of the team Jami has working for him has more than a one-word response when I do, so I don’t waste my time anymore. I feelstupid when I do.
My loft is empty, and it takes me back to the first time I walked in here. I thought it was huge.
