RORY
By the time Tuesday rolled around, I’d had it.
I mean had it.
The radio silence. The hot-and-cold standoff. The fact that our damn CEO hadn’t stepped foot in the building in over a week but somehow still managed to know what color scrunchie I wore to the gym on Sunday.
Yeah. I clocked that, Vaughn.
Security cam on the damn stairwell? Cute.
I had been spending time off and on with TJ which was nice… but even though I didn’t want to admit it I felt like a piece was missing and I think TJ knew that too. Maybe I was reading it wrong but he seemed like he was okay with me needing both of them and selfishly I was glad. Because this week has made me painfully away that I didn’t know if I could ever choose between the two.
Jacob was still glued to Blair’s hip, probably plotting world
