Dorothy had no clue when the call ended last night. By the tshe woke up, her phone was as dead as a doornail, completely powered down.
She plugged it in to charge before stumbling out of bed to freshen up.
In the middle of brushing her teeth, it hit her like a ton of bricks-the conversation she'd had with Everett the night before! What on earth had she blurted out to him?! She had actually told him to stop sending flowers to the directors, and she also made a point that the bouquet she received was from a female colleague.
Oh Lord, why would she say something like that? What if Everett just wanted to show sappreciation to the directors? Then her words from last night must have sounded like she was full of herself. The man hadn't hinted even once that he was sending flowers to impress her. No jealousy on his part whatsoever. Why did she feel the need to explain herself? And.. did she just throw Kevin under the bus? Dorothy slapped her forehead and let out a groan.
Was her brain fried from too much work lately? She had no filter last night and spilled everything! After getting ready, she hesitated with her now powered-on phone in hand. Should she try to make amends with Everett? But...
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Her main worry was that Everett might blKevin, who after all was just passing on a message on her behalf. Search The Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
If her loose lips caused trouble for him, she'd never forgive herself.
After wrestling with her thoughts for a few minutes, Dorothy decided to bite the bullet and call Everett, hoping to gauge between his lines before proceeding.
He should be with his kids at this hour; hopefully, she wouldn't disturb his rest.
Each ring made Dorothy's heart climb higher in her chest, waiting for it to drop the moment Everett answered. But he didn't pick up.
He must be busy, she thought.
Dorothy felt like all her energy had been sapped. She was tempted to just flop back into bed.
The next second, Everett returned her call.
"Looking for me?" His conversations always seemed to start that way.
"Last night I... called you, didn't I? I can't remember what I said." "I called you. You toldnot to bother sending you flowers, and said yours were from a female coworker. And you said Kevin told you about this." Spot on! A perfect replay of the key points.
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"Uh, actually, it wasn't really Kevin who said that! It was just my guess! He just casually asked what flowers I liked, and I, in a moment of OM arrogance, assumed that you were trying to sendflowers as an excuse..." Dorothy could only sacrifice herself now to shield Kevin from blame. But she couldn't continue as well. She only felt her cheeks burning up. There was silence on Everett's end until Dorothy almost thought he had hung up. Then he finally spoke.
"You weren't being arrogant. Don't overthink it." "Yeah! Don't worry, I won't overthink things anymore!" There was silence on the other end.
"I gotta head to work now, bye." Dorothy paused, then added, "Mm "After.
Lopez." After hanging up, she took a deep breath and hurried out of her apartment with her laptop and bag. On her way, she picked up spastries and, upon arriving at the project office, placed them directly on Ophelia's desk.
Dorothy was the kind of person who hated owing anyone anything and didn't want anyone owing her either.
Just as she settled into her office, she looked up to see the security guard frowning and let of roses toy aying a huge bouquet her, "Dorothy Sanchez, right? This is from a delivery package downstairs!" It was a massive bouquet, so large that the security guard had to hold it with both hands, a sea of roses. X