Light in the Dark

Six

"I don't think this is a good idea." Emily said during our weekly Skype session.

During our date last night the one thing we discussed was that we weren't to tell anybody the truth about our fake relationship. The less people that knew, the less likely of a chance of being found out. But I trusted Emily whole heartily, besides, she lived all the way in California, who was she going to tell?

"It's just a friend helping out a friend Em, no harm no foul."

"And what if he cheats on you?"

"We talked about that too. In the event that the other person has 'needs', they did it discretely." I wasn't going to have sex with him anyways so I figured it was a win-win for everyone.

She signed deeply. "I know Connie, I just don't want you to get hurt again."

She was referring to the time that I got engaged when I was 19. Neither Jacobs nor Emily liked him but it was to my high school sweetheart and best friend at the time. We had been happy, I thought, until I came back from boot camp and found out that he was cheating on me. And then there was the time when I was 22 that I had meet someone in the Marines, and he cheated too. So since then I haven't been in a serious relationship with anyone. A few hook ups here and there but I ended things because I was too scared of getting hurt.

"This is different, there's no feelings involved."

"Yeah but if you guys are going to act like a couple, something is bound to spark."

I doubt it, even though that kiss we shared was amazing, but I know I'm not his type. Roxie said that she had seen him at the parties and clubs that she goes to. Looks wise, she said that she's only seen him with blondes which is why Roxie went after him and I know for a fact that she only parties with rich people, people like Maya. So if he's always there then I'd imagine that he's well off too. I'm too plain and I have way too much baggage.

"Don't do that."

"What?"

"Bring yourself down, I can see it in your face. You're a great person." This is why I loved her, she knew me better than I knew myself sometimes. "Just be careful please."

"Yes mom."

Between her and Jacobs, they had had my back through all my ups and downs. We had been best friends since I moved to the States so she was very overprotective of me.

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"Hi Constance." I quickly glanced up from my laptop before looking back down at the email that I was trying to type.

"Hi Myles." It was silent but I knew he was still standing there so I glanced back up at him when he didn't say anything. "Can I help you with something?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime?"

"I'm sorry Myles, I try to not date people I work with. It usually doesn't turn out so well."

It wasn't like Myles wasn't a good looking guy, because he was, probably one of the best looking guys at the firm, I just didn't want to complicate anything at work. Dating a coworker would complicate a lot, plus I think there were rules against it anyways.

I worked in a small lawyer firm as a paralegal which actually worked out because a lot of people didn't work at the office and sometimes I got to work from home. I had gotten my criminology degree and a certificate in being a paralegal while I had downtime when I wasn't deployed as a plan B. Good planning Connie.

"He's had a crush on you for like ever." Mellissa, one of my coworkers said once he walked away.

Mellissa was one of the few people who talked to me but I assumed it was because she was also the worlds biggest gossip. That girl could talk to you for five minutes and get every detail of your life just to spread it around the office for entertainment. Unfortunately for her, I was trained in interrogation tactics and didn't fall for her schemes.

"I know, I see him watching me all the time." And it was completely creepy.

"I don't know why you won't date him, he's gorgeous and a rich lawyer, what more could you want?"

How about not the urge to vomit when he watches me bend over to make copies?

"I'm just not interested."

"You're not interested in anybody! Even though they all throw themselves at you."

Not to sound cocky, but it's true. I get asked out about once every few weeks. Whether it's lawyers at the firm or lawyers that come to visit. They're all the same though, arrogant, good looking, and entitled.

No thank you

Over time, I had been called the office bitch because I don't talk to anyone, which doesn't make sense. If I don't talk, how do people know that I'm a bitch? I just keep to myself, do my job and go home but people mistake that for thinking that I'm better than them, or so I've heard. Not only that, I don't really make an effort to talk to people anyways, so I guess I didn't help my case.

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7:56pm 1 message from Michael ❤️

Mom won't stop talking about you
Even though she's never met you😑

Lol, what's she saying?

Basically that you've got to be the perfect girl because she sees a change in me or some shit

Well I am pretty perfect💁🏻‍♀️

Anywaysssssss..... are you ready for Friday?

Not even close, I feel like I'm going to 🤮 at the thought of it

Well if you do, vomit on my mom so that she won't think you're so perfect

😂😂 will do