Kelly Jamieson - Sweet Deal

Andrew half rose out of his chair. “Are you fucking kidding me? I wasn’t after Shelby! Do you think I’m that stupid? She works for me! Ever heard of sexual harassment? Jesus Christ.”

“You’re saying you weren’t?”

“Yes! That is what I’m damn well saying!” Andrew rubbed his jaw. “Shelby is a very bright and talented project manager. I hired her. I want her to do well. And besides, I’m married .” He glared at Jake.

“You were making her life miserable.”

“What?” Andrew’s mouth fell open.

“People are talking about you. Maybe you’re walking around with your head so far up your ass you don’t know what’s going on, but everyone at Gold Shield thinks—or should I say, thought —you two were having an affair. You gave her the best projects. Passed over people with more seniority. You two go out for drinks after work, business dinners with clients. She gets to travel and take long lunches with you. No wonder people were talking. She’s still new there and everyone hates her guts.”

“They do not.” Andrew’s forehead furrowed. “Do they?” Confusion lined his face.

“Okay, nobody hates Shelby, she’s too sweet to hate, but it was damn uncomfortable for her. I was doing her a favor, making people think she had a boyfriend.”

Andrew lowered his chin and gave Jake a yeah-right look. “A favor?”

“She told you she had a boyfriend to get you off her back. I volunteered to act the part for the barbecue.”

“To get me off her back?” Andrew’s eyes widened. “Is that what she said?”

“Well not in those exact words. She said you never did anything inappropriate. She just felt uncomfortable.”

“Holy shit.” Andrew passed a hand over his hair. “Holy shit. I didn’t know how I was coming across. But I swear to you, Jake, it was just professional interest. Mentoring. Shelby came to Gold Shield with not a great track record from her last job.”

“That was n ot her fault.”

“I kind of thought that. Our HR department said we should avoid her, but I wanted to give her a shot.”

“And that had nothing to do with what she looks like?” Jake scowled suspiciously.

“No. Seriously. After I went to bat for her, I wanted to make sure she succeeded.”

“But what you were doing was putting her in the exact position she was at in her last job. She’d had an affair with her boss.” Telling this made his gut hurt, but, oh well. “The guy used her then let her take the fall for his screw up. That’s why she got fired.”

Andrew winced. Dropped his chin to his chest for a moment. “Shit.” Then he looked up at Jake and narrowed his eyes. “So if you were supposedly just doing her a favor, why are you still seeing her?”

Jake stared at him. “Because…because…I like her.”

“Bullshit.” Understanding dawned in Andrew’s eyes. “You thought I was after her. Jesus Christ! You were trying to get back at me!”

“No. I wasn’t. The truth is…” He heaved a heartfelt sigh and rubbed his aching chest. “When I saw you and Gianna again, I thought you still felt sorry for me. I didn’t want your goddamn pity. I wanted you to think I’d found someone else.”

“Oh hell.” The two men sat silent as time ticked by. “It’s not like that,” Andrew finally said. “I didn’t feel sorry for you. Like, pity you. But I did feel sorry…I do feel sorry…for what happened. Hell, Jake. I fell in love with Gianna. I couldn’t help it. She loved me too. You were a fucking hero about it all back then, but I knew you had to be hurting.”

Jake nodded. With distance and time and a whole different perspective on things thanks to Shelby, he could admit it now. “Yeah. I was.”

“I would never do anything to hurt Gianna. I love her.” Andrew closed his eyes and leaned his head back. “For all the good that does me.”

“What I said last night was true. There was nothing going on,” Jake told him. “I really am over Gianna.”

Andrew eyed him doubtfully. “What about Shelby?”

“What about her?”

“She’s a mess.” Andrew scowled. “She came in this morning looking like hell. And I had to give her some very bad news.”

“What bad news?”

“Business bad news.”

“Don’t you even fucking think of firing her over this!” Jake’s blood pressure shot up and he almost leaped out of his chair.

“Jesus Christ! Would you quit being so emotional and reactive about this? Get a grip, man, I’m not firing her.”

Jake leaned back again in his chair, sweat breaking out under his arms. “Okay.”

“We had to pull the plug on the project she was working on,” Andrew continued.

“What?” Oh holy hell. Shelby would be devastated. “Why?”

Andrew waved a hand. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Jesus Christ, it’s happening all over again.”

Andrew frowned. “It was a business decision. But now I can see why she might have been so upset.”

“No fucking kidding. Didn’t she tell you? She has a solution to the problem.”

Andrew squinted at him. “She does?”

“I can’t believe she didn’t tell you.” Jake shook his head. “It was brilliant.”

“How the hell do you know?”

“We talked about it.” Now it was Jake’s turn to dismiss Andrew’s question. “Oh man. This is so bad.”

“Well, personally, I think she’s more upset about you. You hurt her.”

“I know.” His lips twisted glumly. “I fucking know that. And I never meant to.”

“She talked about you all the time. She worships you, man.”

Jake let the words sink in. Then he shook his head. “No, she doesn’t. We had a deal. She needed a boyfriend. I wanted you to think I had a girlfriend. We got along okay and neither of us wanted to get involved.”

“You’re an idiot. It might have been a deal to start with, but she clearly has feelings for you now. How could you do that to her?”

“I’m an asshole, all right?” Jake almost shouted the words.

After a moment of dense silence, Andrew said, “No, you’re not.”

Jake stared at him.

“She told me all the stuff you did to help when her friend died. You didn’t have to do that. If you were just using her, you’d have run the opposite direction.”

Jake blinked. Gripped the armrests of his chair.

“Look. Whatever twisted reason you had for hooking up with her, you need to fix this.” Andrew rubbed his forehead. “She’s a mess, I tell you.”

Jake’s throat tightened. “She’s better off without me.”

Andrew rolled his eyes. “Oh, get over yourself.” Then he sighed. “Hell. I’ve got woman problems of my own. I believe you when you say you’re over Gianna, but hell, Jake.” He paused, swallowed hard, looked away. “I’m not sure if she’s over you. She’s been acting weird lately.”

Jake gaped at his old friend.

He could tell Andrew about Gianna’s phone call, her begging him to see her, her hanging around his office building last night waiting for him.

At that moment, he felt like someone had just handed him a weapon and with it, with a few words, he could make Andrew suffer for everything he’d done to him. Everything he’d taken away from him.

Revenge. Is that what this had really all been about? Had Andrew been right? Had he been using Shelby to get back at Andrew for what he’d done to him?

What had happened to her life?

Shelby sat cross-legged on the couch in her living room, wrapped in a blanket, with a thermometer in her mouth.

She’d had such high hopes for this job, relieved at having found such a good job in her field, working for a good company and for what she’d thought was a decent boss. Then things had gone kind of sour, even though she was getting good assignments and lots of perks, when she started to worry about what Andrew really wanted from her. Then Adam had been diagnosed with cancer. Her parents were too busy fighting with each other and making up to care about her career problems or friend problems.