Not to be deterred, Macy sort of nudges my shoulder with hers. “But you got to admit… pretty hot screwing you right there in your office, right?”
Rolling my eyes, I take a deeper sip of wine. “Yes, that’s hot, and I’m the first to admit I like that stuff. But I’m afraid that we’re heading back to where that is all there is between us.”
I finally get a sympathetic look from Macy. “Have you talked to him about it?”
I snort hard and take a gulp of wine. Waving my glass, I say, “Talk to Matt? Are you kidding? Like an actual conversation? Any time I try, he sidetracks me with sex. He’s deflecting me by preying on my ovaries.”
“Maybe he just needs a little time. I mean, this stuff with his ex-bitch just happened. Don’t get all upset now when he may snap out of it in a few days.”
I empty my glass of wine and pour another. Perhaps she’s right. Maybe Matt’s just having a few rough days, and I need to have some patience with him. It’s hard though, because although it was never brought up again between us, I certainly have not forgot the night I was drunk and confessed I loved him. Yes, I remembered that clearly the next day, just as I remembered he didn’t say the words back.
So I want to have some patience with him, and I want to help him work through his woes, but the feeling is made even more desperate by the fact that I’m in love with him and the thought of losing him is crushing.
And worse yet, Matt is just a portion of my woes.
At the beginning of the week, Matt introduced Kylie Wynn to the firm, the newest attorney on our legal team. She wasn’t an employee of Connover and Crown, but Matt was contracting with her to help work the appellate case on the Pearson trial that he had lost a few weeks ago.
While Matt is fully capable of handling the appeal on his own, his trial load over the next several months is insane, so he wants extra help to work the case.
After Matt introduced Kylie to the firm, he called her and me into his office to discuss the appeal.
Let me just say, I hated Kylie from the minute she opened her mouth, and for a variety of reasons.
First, she’s one of those lawyers that thinks her shit don’t stink. Yes, I know that is bad grammar, but it punctuates my feelings rather well. She is condescending, rude, and arrogant, except with Matt, of course. She talked to me like I was a third grader, and spent an inordinate amount of time blowing rainbows up Matt’s ass.
Second, and this is not being said with any hint of partiality or bias, but she has the hots for Matt. I can tell, and worse yet, I know Matt can tell. Oh, some of her signs are subtle, such as licking her lips and bending forward to expose cleavage.
Other signs are not so subtle, like the way she sits in a chair and crosses her legs just so her skirt slides up and exposes the bottom of her thigh-high stocking. To Matt’s credit, his eyes didn’t stray down, but then she made a big production of pulling her skirt down in the hopes of garnering his attention. It was at this precise moment that I had seen enough and clumsily happened to knock my glass of water over on the table.
Kylie wasn’t so much interested then in Matt looking at her legs, but was more concerned with saving her Ferragamo briefcase that was close to getting waterlogged.
The thing that upsets me the most, and hence why I intend on chugging this second glass of wine, is that Matt doesn’t seem overly put off by her behavior. Again, he hasn’t engaged with her, but he doesn’t shun her the way he did with Lorraine. For example, Kylie had laid her hand on Matt’s arm when she was making a point, and rather than pull his arm back the way he used to do with Lorraine, he left it there… let her touch him and didn’t even appear to want to stop it.