Chapter 99: Job Loss
I have tears in my eyes as I lower the phone and look to him, the first sign something is amiss.
Slowly as if I'm precious and he doesn't want to damage me, Vincent takes my chin in his hands. "Mackenzie, what's wrong? Tell me."
I sniffle and wipe across one eye. Doesn't he see? "I'm sad because I'm losing my job and now I need to find a new one. My boss can be a real ass, but he's grown on me."
Vincent appears startled as if I've lost my mind. He even chuckles despite my sorrow. How can it be one week ago I was so mad I wanted him to fire me, but now faced with not getting to spend my days with Vincent has me ready to blubber like a small child? How much changed in a short time?
He takes my phone and tosses it lower on the bed. "Go shower," he says placing a kiss on my chin, his hand running lower and squeezing one of my breasts. "You're not losing your job. It's just moving the marketing. I already told you this."