CXLII
LISA POV
These past few weeks have hectic to say the least. It s especially horrible for me since the creative department is still basking in the glory of Monsta father. My team has nothing to do, even if we contributed almost nothing to the making of Monsta father, I finished up all the ongoing projects assigned to our team and there has been no new assignments recently.
Leaving me with more than enough time on my hands to miss Kennedy. I miss him so much my chest aches physically. Since the news hit the world that he is the owner of Bavard gaming enterprise, the one every reporter looking for an exclusive was searching for, they pounced on him like hungry lions, combined with news of his birth father. He is all they talk about, he is always giving one interview or the other. The only time I get to see him these days is when I turn on my TV.
"You want to come back here?" Rhea asked me with a bored expression. Her hair has been dyed back to black and she was actually dressed professionally. I smile at her, she heeded to my teachings.
"That is exactly what I was going to ask." Zach says as he approaches my old station.
I sigh as I rest on the desk I haven't seen in months. I can't believe so much time has passed since I was transferred.
"Do you have anything you'd like me to do for you? Send emails? Check appointments? Schedule appointments?" I ask Rhea desperately.
"Yes please, if you would be so kind, I have unsettled business from last week. I would have done them but for some reason they kept piling up." She smiled sweetly. Any other day I would reprimand her for neglecting her duties, and remind her that this unit was important to the growth of the company. But today? today, I dismiss her and quickly slide into the booth. Oh how I missed this place.
Rhea murmurs her thanks and walks out of the building. I'm almost certain she was going to smoke. The work station was a mess, old wraps of food papers, crumbled receipts, juice boxes and all you can think of, littered the entire space. I sigh.
"You are a mystery to me." Zach says with his head cocked to the right.
I start picking up the trash.
"Yeah? That was how I felt about you before."
"Why are you here? Picking up someone else's trash. I know how hard you worked to leave here, so.."
I sigh as I struggle to scrape a piece of gum from the desk.
"There is nothing to do upstairs. I finished all there is to do for now. I could not just sit there doing nothing."
Finally, the gum gives way and i shove it into the waste bin that is completely empty by the way, Rhea must not know how to use it, because how else do I explain the trash everywhere but in the trash bin?
"Go home then."
A heavy sigh slips out of my mouth, "Home is a big empty space Zach. I would be too lonely there."
I try not to think about his big empty house waiting for me when I go back. He was out of the state for interviews and meetings again. My chest clenches one more time, reminding me to use my hands so I would be distracted. I continue picking up the trash.
"Go back to your friends then. They would be more company than an empty house." He advices softly.
I plop on the new seat, uncomfortable but manageable, now that the place was trash free, I start to work.
"He isn't there.. back at my house, there is nothing that reminds me of him. At least.. at least in his house his scent is everywhere." I try to smile through the tears that choke me.
Zach sighs.
"He does call right? He knows what you are going through?"
I nod, my smile is genuine this time.
"No matter the state or country he is in, he calls me, picks up my calls and texts me. I'm in the loop. He feels the same way I do, maybe even worse since he is new to this celebrity lifestyle. He will come back as soon as he is done. You know he has new sets of eyes on him, new investors and business partners looking to expand Bavard to other parts of the world."
I tell him what I always tell myself.
"He has been suppressing the person he always was all his life, it's time to let him enjoy his spotlight and bask in the compliments."
Zach smiles in understanding.
"Well, I don't see the need for him to carry my boyfriend along with him."
I snort, "Cam would follow him to hell and back. There us no stopping him."
"True. Sometimes I feel like he might be with me, but he still has the hots for Kenny."
I quirk up a brow. I would have felt the same way few months ago. But not after I have seen Cam and Zach around each other. The chemistry they ooze is just next level. And the way Cam looks at Zach? Yeah, he is totally one hundred percent into Zach.
"Nope. He just feels responsible for him. Cam is a hoverer, he would like to protect him from everything."
Zach chuckles, "Definitely a hoverer."
"Wanna grab a beer after work? I don't want to be so alone on a weekend. I would call Mariana but she has plans this weekend, the drag queens have something to attend, a drag festival, I think they are already there."
Zach met my friends already, and the drag queens nearly riveted to being males just so they could have a chance with him. Until he stated he was taken and fiercely loyal to Cam.
"So I'm what? Fifth choice?"
I round up with the schedules, and let me just put it out there, the whole company should have worshipped me whilst I was here. Rhea is making a mess of this thing, I can tell it won't be long until she's replaced.
"Exactly. I know you don't want to be lonely as well. So what do you say?"
Zach sighs like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"I will meet you at the house."
"Come with the beer and chicken." I call out to him as he walks away. I know he hears me because his shoulder dips even lower. A cheap skate that one. He knows he can afford it.
My phone dings with a text from him, breaking my face into a smile.
"Thinking about you, now, always."
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