Nothing Gets Through Ch. 09

Nothing Gets Through Ch. 09 © 2009 All rights reserved "Lani, it wasn't your fault," Dee told her. They were in the makeshift break room at the office. Their non-profit was doing well, but hadn't risen to the level of organizations like the Make a Wish foundation, so the break room had been carved out from a former storage area. "I know, Dee," Lani said as she sipped her water. "I just don't know what to do." "Not you," Dee said, "him. He needs to come grovel at your feet, Island Girl. He screwed up royally." She tapped the table with a long, tapered nail to make her point. "It's been two days; he's taking too long to start the groveling." "Good to have you on my side, Chi-town," Lani said with a small smile. How a girl from Honolulu Ataşehir escort had become best friends with one from Chicago, she'd never quite know, but she'd always be grateful. "I guess it was just . . . a misunderstanding. That first weekend . . . it was so intense, but it doesn?t mean I know him very well." Dee rolled her eyes. "You don't need to know anyone very well to try do something nice, and he could have just said, 'Thanks.'" She was still angry at Dom. "And don't you try to tell me to let it slide because he's the goalie," she admonished Lani. "If he wants to wear his socks backwards, that's fine; but he can still be polite." "He can try." The both turned in surprise to see Dom standing in Ümraniye escort bayan the doorway. Filling the doorway, Lani noted. His shoulders were so broad they nearly touched the sides. "You better be here to apologize," Dee said tartly, "otherwise you can just go." "Dee!" Lani hissed. She put her hand to her forehead. Why does Dee pick now to be assertive? she wondered despairingly. "I'm here to apologize," Dom confirmed. "To both of you." He looked from Dee to Lani, who dropped her hand. He spoke to both women, but held Lani's eyes with his. "I really am sorry. I acted like a jerk. I'm happy to grovel, just tell me for how long." Dee tilted her head and studied him. Apparently satisfied, Escort Bostancı she nodded. "All right," she said, and stood up. "I have to get back to work. You?" she pointed at Dom "?don't ever do anything like that again." "Yes, ma'am," he agreed. He lowered his eyes to the floor, the picture of remorse, and Dee couldn't hold back a laugh. She squeezed his arm on her way out and he knew he was forgiven by at least one of them. There was an awkward silence, then Lani said, "Have a seat." "Thanks." He sat and stared at her for a moment. For the last couple of days, Dom had stewed over the whole incident. He had turned a nonexistent molehill into a ridiculously large mountain. When he'd seen Lani in the airport, it was like he'd been punched in the stomach, and for a moment, he couldn?t breathe. He'd been so . . . pleased. But that pleasure had jolted him and made him realize that Lani was getting close; she was getting through all the walls he usually had up. He'd built the walls for emotional survival and had let very few people through them.