~Hannah~
I can't stop thinking of what Nathan said at the party and at work. Today is exactly a week since I started work in the company. Lola is still a bị́txh and I really don't know what I would have done without Nathan's directions. I see him at work and my mood instantly lifts. On some mornings when Liam is in his moody son of a modafvcker state and refuses to drop me off, he surprises me and pulls up in front of the gate.
It's usually a quiet ride filled with tension. I want to know what's going on on his side. But my heart is in a fast race half of the time with my head void of the words I actually want to say. And half the other time, he's on a call with a client. He's become even more quiet and he wasn't even talkative in the first place.
Today, I really must ask him what he
