Two Men On The Mind, But Zero Solutions. Break-Ups For The Win.
Day 134 of The Andie Chronicles
The prospect of spending ten hours at work, an hour and a half commuting, an hour of cooking dinner, and another four hours of working was untenable.
But I did it. And as soon as I told James I was going to bed I felt this undeniable surge to hustle.
Another day in Douglas’s office, playing nice, pretending as if I agreed with the absurdity unfolding between me, my friends and my ex acted as my fuel.
I had to get out of this nightmare.
Things had to change.
And if it meant I wasn’t sleeping, then so be it. It wouldn’t be forever, I reminded myself.
And my bed wasn’t exactly a place I wanted to be in right now. When I lay down, all I could think about was the Gallo men.
Douglas’ body pressed against mine, our bodies entwining in the sheets, ravishing each other every moment we could.
The smell of his aftershave lingering in the hallways tortures my senses every time I set foot off the lift.
And his musk endures on my office furniture after he tried to ravish me, which I proudly resisted.
My body craves him; I can feel every part of me longing for him to touch me, pleasure me.
My mind despises him.
And I’m confused by Douglas, too. I never got the answer to my question; why did he break up with me? Why break up with me and keep hanging around my life like the missing lid of a Tupperware container? If he didn’t want to be with me, why keep me in his life like this?
I loathed that my body and my mind didn’t align when it came to Douglas.
Probably worse was the regret creeping into my life. Regret having ever dated him, letting him into my life after the first night we met at dinner.
Even more so, I was regretting trusting him. Trusting he would be good for my life, and not the complete opposite as it turned out.
And when I finally talk myself out of fantasising about my ex’s body, I contemplate Taylor. His mind, how badly I want to know his thoughts.
I’m desperate to talk to him because when we do, he makes me feel like I’m someone who has a valid point like I’m not completely crazy.
I know I shouldn’t be thinking about him at all. He’s GG’s boyfriend, he’s part of the team who threw me out of my own business. I should hate him too, keep my distance, treat him like the enemy.
Both of them are bad news, complicated, and people I should avoid. Damn, those Gallo brothers. And once again, I’m thankful for my work.
I probably should have spent more time with James tonight, now I think about it.
What Barbie said to me keeps replaying in my mind. Look after him. Look after my boy.
Though I said I would, I didn’t know how. He had shut me out like we were on the school playground and I was no longer one of the cool kids.
How do you help someone who doesn’t let you in?
You’re reading The Andie Chronicles, the 2023 romance-fiction series from the 1 Lovelock Drive (1LD) universe.
By the way, this all started when Andie turned thirty-five, and her then-boyfriend didn’t call her.
Or the day after that.
Or the day after that, too.
Everything started to unravel when her BFFs got into bed with her ex, too… ⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️
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