No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 11



"Felicia, Mr. Wagner's on the line for you." Deborah Walker, who had tagged along with me, extended the phone toward me.

I had underestimated Conrad's persistence. In such a situation, I could only take the phone and respond formally, "Mr. Wagner, what can I do for you?"

"Felicia," Conrad's voice was deep, laced with evident remorse, "Why did you leave so early today? I got home, and you weren't there."

Realizing he wasn't talking shop, I stepped away. "Went out for breakfast."

Conrad apologized to me. "Sorry, I... got held up last night. Couldn't make it back."

A chill ran through me, my lips curling into a mocking smile. "And why was that?"

Conrad was silent.

I held my breath, giving him a way out. "Couldn't find a caregiver?"

Conrad replied calmly, "Yes."

are

to what Jimmy had said the night before, Conrad had been staying with Haley. Was his sudden invitation for lunch a guilt trip for bailing on me the previous

be free. Maybe I won't finish up by lunchtime. Besides, aren't you always

perhaps catching the sarcasm in my

there to think about if he could walk out on me the night

matters into it. "I'm busy right now. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging

so

up the discussions by ten in the morning, Deborah and

in charge of monitoring all its phases. Eighty percent complete, my task was to ensure the

blueprints were unlikely, given the partner's compliance, I had to make the trip as part

and Deborah noticed

didn't hide it. If we weren't in the field, I'd have loved to kick off my

observed my face. "Felicia, you seem off, not just

surprise before Deborah gestured to her face.

do that to anyone. And when a woman's mood was

I found an excuse, then pretended to be busy on

chatterbox, and I feared her probing would leave me

shadow loomed