What the fuck did I do? My head was on my desk. I’d lashed out at Skylar for no real reason other than jealousy. Well, it was a combination of my jealousy and Monaco showing up unannounced. No matter what I shouldn’t have done it.
A knock on the door was the only warning I got before Edie came in. I looked up to see her disapproving grimace.
“Mr. Hill.” She said as she sat in one of the chairs across from me.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes. You can explain to me what happened with Ms. Albright.”
“I don’t know what happened. I let me emotions take over.”
Edie stared at me without saying a word.
“Is this too much for you?”
“Is what too much?”
“The job, Ms. Albright…” Edie let her comment hang between us.
I sighed. “No.”
“I know that sound. What do you think you know?”
“Well, it’s one of those two things. I have my thoughts on what it is. As long as I’ve known you, I’ve never seen you act this way.”
Staring down at my hands, I couldn’t find any words.
“It’s Ms. Albright.” Edie said definitively.
“Pfft.” The noise escaped because I couldn’t think of anything else to do.
Edie smiled. “You’ve always been a crappy liar, Eason.
“Fine. Okay. It’s probably her.”
She nodded. “What do you want to do? Can you keep things professional or are you going to human resource’s personal nightmare? Not to mention she’s friends with Dylan. I can’t wait to see what he does when he hears about what you said to her.”
Fuck me. He was going to be pissed.
“I know, Edie. I was out of line. I can keep things professional I really don’t know what got into me.”
“You don’t?” Edie cocked her head to the side.
“No, I don’t.”
She stood from the chair. “Well, if she comes back tomorrow you can make your amends. If not, you will have a lot of explaining to do.”
I watched Edie leave my office. She closed the door quietly behind her. The silence was defining. All I could think was that I fucked up and I needed to make it up to Ms. Albright.
The phone connected to my car rang through the speakers. I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel. I needed him to pick up. What the hell was taking so long?
“Hey, Eason.” Dylan’s voice echoed through the car.
“Does something need to be up for me to call you?”
“Yes.” He said.
“Fine. Uhm…I kinda fucked up and need your help.”
“Oh geez. What did you do? Did you forget your mom’s birthday? I’d have to call you back if that’s-“
“No. That’s not it.” I cut him off.
“Okay. What is it?”
I braced while simultaneously guiding my car through traffic. “I fucked up with Ms. Albright.”
Silence filled the car. I glanced down to the dash and saw the call was still connected.
“What did you do?” His voice came out in a growl.
Fuck. This was going to hurt. “I may have yelled at her and accused her of sleeping with you to get the job.”
“You mother fucker.”
Shit. Dylan never cursed. I really pissed him off.
“I know. I really fucked up. I want to apologize and make it up to her. Can you help me?”
“Why should I?”
“Dyl, come on. I’m trying to-“
It was his turn to cut me off. “I know what you’re trying to do. I’m just not sure I should help you. I really should call Skylar myself and do everything I can to get her a job elsewhere. Maybe I can get Wilder or Kai to help.”
“No.” I shouted.
“I need your help. I want to say I’m sorry.”
“Get her a Coco Caramel Latte from the Beanery. Make sure it’s hot not cold. If you know what’s good for you it will be a large. A chocolate chip danish would sweeten the deal.”
“That’s all I’m going to give you. To be honest, I’m only doing this because you hurt my friend. I’m super pissed at you and when I see you next I will be showing you exactly how pissed I am. Don’t fuck this up again or I’ll be forced to call your mother and father.”
I cringed as the phone disconnected. The upcoming ass kicking I was going to get from Dylan floated out of my mind as I planned what I was going to do the next day. I vowed to do better. I just hoped she’d come in so I could apologize.