The atmosphere post his rut is awkward. Well, awkward is an understatement. It’s a respite that I have been given a half day. James has been behaving somewhat awkwardly, almost apologetically around me.
Azriel’s words still ring across my mind. I signed that half-ass contract, a sort of NDA form, the moment we resumed office. It made me feel weird when I signed above the dotted lines. I wouldn’t say his words had no impact on me when he uttered them after literally f*****g me through the mattress, but I expected no less.
Azriel has gone back to his aloofness, and I am glad he did. It would be more awkward than it already is. The awkwardness lay with me because, after our time together, I don’t know why I felt the need to follow him everywhere. I withdraw my hand if our hands touch acci
