Canada Square (Love in London #3)
“He listens patiently as the words spill out with the tears, silently handing me his soft, linen handkerchief. The whole story comes out; from the first kiss to the declarations of love, and it feels as though a weight has lifted off my chest.
When I’m out of words, he hands me a glass of water and leans back against the desk. There’s no look of shock on his face, no expression of surprise, and I find myself wondering how much of this he already knew.
“You don’t seem too perturbed by a w...oman crying in front of you,” I say, as much to break the silence as anything else. “Most guys would be running away screaming.”
“I’ve got four sisters,” he says, the corner of his lip quirking up. “I’m used to the waterworks and drama. They trained me well.”
It’s strange how you only see one side of people until the shit hits the fan. I’d never have put Jonathan—my ever-so-posh, very restrained boss—into the confidante category, yet he’s playing the role very well.MoreLess
When I’m out of words, he hands me a glass of water and leans back against the desk. There’s no look of shock on his face, no expression of surprise, and I find myself wondering how much of this he already knew.
“You don’t seem too perturbed by a w...oman crying in front of you,” I say, as much to break the silence as anything else. “Most guys would be running away screaming.”
“I’ve got four sisters,” he says, the corner of his lip quirking up. “I’m used to the waterworks and drama. They trained me well.”
It’s strange how you only see one side of people until the shit hits the fan. I’d never have put Jonathan—my ever-so-posh, very restrained boss—into the confidante category, yet he’s playing the role very well.MoreLess
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