The Wright Boss(54)

"Emery, I do not understand you. Why are you so excited about this? You dated Landon for two years. I was terrified of telling you."

Emery shrugged and flipped her dark hair off her shoulders. "Besides the fact that I'm dating his brother? I think I got over my anger at the Wrights because of Jensen. We were kids, Heidi. Landon left me because he thought he was doing the right thing by his dad. I didn't understand that at the time, but ten years gives you a lot of perspective. I do not begrudge you dating him, like I might have right after high school or something."

"I guess that makes sense. I mean … I still feel weird, telling you about it."

"You haven't told me anything," she groaned, dragging me out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. "Tell me all the details. I think we need ice cream and bubbles to celebrate."

"Oh, champs, yes!" I agreed.

"Champs?" Emery snorted. "You are so Real Housewives right now. Oh my God, I hate myself for knowing that. Damn Morgan and her obsession with those kinds of shows and trash magazines."

I laughed. "Does she still watch just to make fun of people?"

"Yes, though I think she's secretly obsessed. Anyway, enough about Morgan. Tell me about Landon. You're together?"

"Yes. Well, no. I mean, not technically since he's in the middle of a divorce."

"Oh, thank fuck about Miranda."

"And there's the whole issue with him being my boss," I reminded her.

"Oh, right. You have that no-dating-coworkers thing."

She plopped vanilla ice cream into bowls for us and drizzled chocolate fudge on top. I took one from her, and we headed back to the living room.

"Julia said that I'd probably get moved if something happened since he's a Wright. But do not say anything to Jensen."

"Ugh, seriously?" Emery said, digging into her ice cream.

"I don't want Jensen to know. We'll get in trouble, and I think I'm in line for a promotion. I've worked so hard for this job."

"Okay," Emery said, "I understand that. You got yourself where you are today. But what about Landon?"

"If he wanted to move … he would have asked already," I said a bit defensively.

"So, you're going to wait for him to make the move?"

"I'm not jeopardizing my career."

Emery sighed. "I'm not saying to. I'm saying, if it bothers you this much, then talk to him about it."

"I have. He knows how I feel about him being my boss, but he got this job for a reason. I don't know what to do. I don't want to tell him to get a new job when our relationship is just starting, and he's going through so much."

"Well, if it get serious, then you're going to have to talk about it."

"Yeah," I agreed.

That was a day I was dreading. I knew I needed to talk to Landon about it. As much as he had blown it off, like it didn't matter, I knew that it did. I'd seen Julia's face when I mentioned it. I sighed and decided I'd better bring it up with him. The last thing I wanted was to stress our relationship every day at the office.



       
         
       
        

"Sorry," Emery said. "I want you to be happy. Landon makes you happy?"

I nodded. "Very."

"Good. Even if it is a little weird."

"I knew it!" I cried. "I knew you were weirded out."

Emery laughed and nudged me. "Nah. I'm joking. Now, the really important question. Mean Girls or Bad Moms?"

"I'm going to go with both."

"Good choice."



All night, I'd obsessed over what to say to Landon about the boss situation. But the minute that I got to his apartment on Sunday afternoon, the words just wouldn't leave my mouth.

I was too happy to talk to him about something that hard. Our relationship had just started. I didn't know where it was going. Only that I wanted it to last. I knew that I should say something, but when he looked at me and touched me and kissed me, my worries disappeared.

Monday morning rolled around, and I still hadn't said anything. My thoughts were swirling around in my head so much that, when we went and got Thai food for lunch, he seemed to read it on my face.

"You're worried about being out together?"

"I mean … yeah," I confirmed. "You're still my boss."

"I know."

My eyes slipped up to his. "Couldn't you just … ask Jensen or Morgan to move you?"

Landon sighed and nodded. "I did already."

"What?" I gasped.

"Yeah. The first day I saw you, I went to ask Morgan for a different job."