Page 136 of Forever Wild
When he finally speaks again, there’s no hint of annoyance, just calm resolve. “I understand. Leave your keys, phone, and laptop, andI’ll forward your last check.”
Yikes.
He hangs up without a goodbye, although honestly, who would want one after that?
“Another one bites the dust,” he says as he pockets his phone. “You wouldn’t believe how many people think they want to be a sports agent until they realize it’s less about glamour and glitz and more about discretion and mundane tasks.”
“Like email?”
“Ah, you sweet child. If you knew the things I’ve been asked to do…” He looks out to the distance dramatically and then grins. “How are you?”
“Good. You?” I glance down at the food bag on the floor beside him. “What’s that?”
“Ah yes, another instance of the many exciting tasks in my day.” He reaches down and picks up the bag and then holds it out for me. “Jack sent lunch.”
I take it and look inside, heart squeezing when I see it’s from my favorite Chinese restaurant. I already ate in the cafeteria but this will heat up nicely.
“Thank you.”
He nods his head. “Any update on his dad?”
“No. Still the same, but they say it’s a good sign that his speech recovered so quickly.”
“Good. Glad to hear.” He shifts almost uncomfortably, like he’s run out of his scheduled tasks and doesn’t know what to do next.
“You don’t have an assistant that could have brought this?” I lift the bag.
He grins knowingly. “I wanted to check in on him and you. Jackdoesn’t give much of an update.”
“I’m shocked.” I laugh softly. “Do you want to come in and see him?”
He hesitates then shakes his head. “Another time. I need to deal with the loss of another agent and find a replacement before my client realizes what’s happened.”
“You’re going to find someone new that quickly?”
“If I don’t, then I’ll have to take them on, and my husband is already pissed that I have as many clients as I do.”
“Good luck.”
He smiles and his phone starts ringing. He takes it out and stares at the screen, grimaces, and then says, “Good to see you, Everly.”
“Yeah, you too.”
I watch as he heads down the hall. Phone to his ear, he barks out, “What now?”
Jack stops by to check on his dad after practice but the nurses have him up and walking and shoo Jack away when he offers to help.
“Come on,” he says, taking my hand. “I want to take you somewhere.”
My heart skips as we hurry out to his car. He stops next to the passenger door like he’s going to open it for me, but instead backs me up against it and kisses me.
“Fuck, I missed you,” he says against my mouth. His hands rest on either side of my neck and I breathe him in.
I missed him too. It’s weird being back in town but not really seeing him.
He opens the door for me, and I slide into the seat and buckle upas he jogs around the back.
“Where are we going?” I ask as he gets in and starts the engine.
