18
Morgan
Returning to work and reality seemed impossible. I didn’t want to live in a world where I had to hide Patrick. I’d understood at first when it was just a fling. A totally uncertain possibility. But, after Napa, there was no going back.
As I entered work on Monday morning, I felt like I was walking on clouds. Had I ever been this happy? This blissful? This relaxed?
I felt like a different person. A new person. And, God, I loved it.
My dopey grin carried all the way to my office before it disappeared entirely at the sight of Jensen standing there with none of my dreamy giddiness.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I know what’s going on here, Morgan.”
Oh no.
“You do?” I whispered.
Fuck. Who told him? Who said something? Emery? God, I really didn’t think she would divulge this!
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