Well, since some of you seem to like what I have going on here, here’s another update.
It’s amazing that you guys have accepted what I have written. Never in a million years would I think this would be a thing. For that, I am thankful.
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# PART 3
Justin was at his desk on the phone with his wife Alex as Brad had poked his head in around the door.
“No, no; just the four of us,” Justin said as we waved Brad in and pointed to a chair for him to sit.
“Yeah, big stuff. This team is amazing,” he said as he smiled at Brad. “Sure. I will. He’s right here now. OK. You, too.
“What’s up, Brad?”
Brad chose to stand instead of sitting as he knew Justin never stayed on the phone with Alex too long during their calls. “Katie is here,” said Brad before leaning in over the desk and whispering: “She seems a bit … off.”
“Why is she outside?” Justin said loudly. “Katie, get yo’ ass in here!” Justin stood leaning on the front of his desk after making that statement l and Katie walked in.
“Brad, close the door, buddy; this looks … personal.”
“You got it, Jay.” Brad was the only one in his life that Justin allowed to just use his first initial as a replacement for his name. Others in the building thought it very weird that a subordinate would call his boss by just one letter when everyone, including Scott, called him Justin. Justin didn’t mind, though, so he never scolded him and reminded others of that fact if they ever questioned things in front of him.
“What’s up, K-Squared?” He asked after Brad closed the door.
Katie looked relived that he used her nickname; still, she seemed visibly reserved.
“I am not sure I am going to go tonight,” Katie finally muttered.
“Whoa. Everything OK at home with Nick?”
“Everything is, well, whatever. It’s neither good nor bad.”
Justin sensed something was eating at her inside, so he motioned to one of the two chairs in font of his desk. After Katie sat down, he turned the other to face her and scooted closer.
“Do you want to tell me what’s really going on, then?” Justin asked as his features softened and he had his elbows on his knees and was holding his chin in his hands.
“I don’t know,” she responded. “I don’t want to sound stupid.”
“Katie, you’re the smartest person I know.”
“I’m not, Lin-Manuel Miranda is,” Katie said while rolling her eyes.
Justin smiled and put his hand on her knee. “Well, yeah, but I wanted to make you feel good in the moment,”
“Well, it didn’t work,” she chuckled.
“It didn’t? I got you to smile.”
“That’s not hard for you.”
He winked. “I’m a charmer, what can I say?”
Justin took both of her hands in his and locked on to her green eyes. “Seriously, though. Are you going to tell me what’s up?”
Katie let her fingers trace his as she returned Justin’s look. “I am good. I just don’t know if I am going tonight.”
“Look, if you feel like you need to reset your brain, no harm-no foul. I get it.”
“I don’t want to let Brad and Jacqueline down, though.”
Justin turned Katie’s hands around and let his thumbs gently rub the tops of her hands. “They’d understand. Believe me, they would. They’ve been busting their ass as hard as us throughout this project.
“I can’t say *I* wouldn’t be sad you didn’t come, though.”
Katie looked down. “Now, why did you have to go and say that?”
“Just telling you the truth.”
Katie forced herself to stand up. Justin stood up as well. At 5-foot-8, he wasn’t the tallest man by any stretch of the imagination, but he was still taller than Katie who stood 5-foot-5 in her three-inch heels. Justin was inches away from Katie, looking into her eyes their hands were intertwined. Instinctively, their bodies closed the gap. Their eyes locked again.
“So,” Justin said in a quiet, husky voice, “are you going to leave me sad for tonight, or are you going to join us?”
Katie took her right hand and placed in on his chest. With his left hand now free, Justin placed it at the small of her back.
Her response was almost inaudible. “Yes.”
“Good,” Justin said in a near whisper as he let go of her other hand to place his free hand on her shoulder blade, squeezing her in a hug. Katie moved both of her arms to wrap them around his waist.
The inhaled simultaneously and drank each other in before Justin leaned down and kissed the top of her forehead.
He held the hug but picked his head up a little to speak. “All right, then. You pick the place for tonight. And make sure the food is as good as the drinks.”
Katie looked up. Justin saw excitement in her eyes. And maybe something else, too. He couldn’t quite put his finger on what that secondary thing was, though. He smirked.
“Sushi?” She asked.
“Always.”
“Izakaya MEW, then.”
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