Her eyes flutter and I begin to see how men find her attractive.
"But, the others. I mean, there have been so many."
I shrug. "That's a guy for you. Some people bury their hurt in alcohol or food, some in sex."
She shakes her head and I see the ache in her eyes. She takes a deep breath before turning her gaze back to mine. Her devil eyes are back. It's her coping mechanism. I realize at that moment just how similar we are. The tough mask we put on to hide our pain. Maybe that's why I don't like her, I see too much of myself in her. Most people like seeing themselves in others, but not me. It reminds me of all that I hate.
"Thank you for this, Payne." Evaleen holds up the paper before clearing her throat. "Do you see that barista behind the counter? The tall guy with the shaggy light brown hair."
I turn and look at him as he busies himself making a drink for a customer. Turning back to Evaleen I nod. “Yeah, what about him?”
"That is Drake's ex, Trevor Trance."
My eyes widen and I whip my head around to scrutinize him further. He’s thin but with some muscle, like a runner. His nose is a bit too big for his face, but adds to his attractiveness. Scanning Trevor, I see nothing about him that screams competition to me. Especially his beady eyes, like he would be cast as a villain in a movie if he were an actor.
I turn back to look at Evaleen who is casually sipping her coffee. “Does Morgana know he works here? Oh shit! Is she seeing him again?” Jealousy and rage start to flow through my veins, as I contemplate a way to destroy coffee-smelling, beady-eyed Trevor.
That's why Evaleen suggested this place, because she knows Morgana is going to show up. She wants to destroy me by having me witness that beady-eyed dirt bag touching her.
"No, she doesn't know he works here. You see Payne; I had to look this guy up because there is a potential problem that involves him. When Drake entered the Executive Development Program, I had to contact her ex. I found out...well I won't tell you how I found out, but I discovered that Drake and her ex have a viral history so to speak." Evaleen's smirking at me.
"Morgana has a sexually transmitted disease? Did this guy give it to her? Does she not know?"
Evaleen grunts in frustration and rolls her eyes before sitting up. "No. Just let me finish. Apparently Mr. Trance filmed them having sex many years ago and then put it up on the Internet. Only he never told her about it. She knows though. She found out later and broke up with him, then she had to change her first name because doofus put their first names in the title."
I...can't...even. That motherfucker! Automatically, my hand clenches so tight that I feel the skin in my palm begin to break from my fingernails.
"Whoa! Calm down Payne. What are you going to do? Go over there and beat the crap out of him? Get you kicked out or even thrown in jail. How is that going to look to future investors for your new business? I am telling you this for a reason. Do something with it, but don't go all caveman with it. That's just stupid and really won't win her back."
I take a few breaths and count to ten, twice. Feeling slightly more relaxed, I nod my head at Evaleen. My mind starts to function again as I try to figure out what I'm going to do.
"How is she at work? Is she enjoying being an executive?" I ask Evaleen as I hunger for any sort of information about Morgana.
Evaleen smiles while playing with the paper sleeve of her cup. "Yeah. She has your old job, Payne. She walks in your old office every day and doesn't have to worry about having to deal with assholery anymore."
I don't know what shocks me more, that Morgana is now VP of Sales and Marketing or the news about fuckwad filming her during sex.
"What? They gave her my old job?"
"Not really. About a week after you left, they hired a replacement but the idiot didn't know a hole in the ground from his own asshole, so they fired him about a week before Drake came back from New York. Since she knew the most about the job out of anyone at Mimir, they let her have it temporarily until they can find someone with more experience."
I smile picturing her doing my old job. It makes me happy knowing that it is her there and not someone else. Some stranger who doesn't know the company or the people, but has a great resume taking over my position doesn't settle well with me. “She’s good, isn’t she?”
I watch as a small smile erupts from Evaleen’s face before she gushes with pride, "Yeah, I would almost say she is better than you, but you did have more experience at the job, and at times it shows. Honestly, I wish Mr. Mimir would just give her the job. I know in a few months Drake will be best for it. Plus, people trust her and enjoy working with her."
"They sure didn't like working with me."
"I know I didn't." We both laugh at Evaleen's remark.
"Look Evaleen, I can't remember why we grew to hate each other, but—“ Evaleen cuts me off before I try to make amends.