Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 47

The car was rolling by the bus stop, making me reach for my purse and getting ready to get out when he didn't say a word or slowed down making me nervous, what the hell was he doing?

Seeing the store coming up in the horizon made me even more anxious, he wasn't going to do something stupid was he? I looked at him, not saying a word, just looking tense as f**k when I had stopped crying, what was the point, he did what the f**k he wanted and I was going to give in, just like I always did.

I made a small huff when he made the car stop abruptly and got out before I could say something making me just follow his long strides around the car, coming onto my side and making me even more nervous when he open the door and stared at me, eyes hard and determined making me gulp and was holding my breath when he lost the small patience he had and leaned in, unbuckling me, giving me a whiff of his scent that was magical and I got out of the car, my hand in his, standing on the parking lot outside my workplace.

"Jonah... what are you ...?" I didn't have a chance to go on before we started to move and I felt his hands heat over mine, the small clenching when I was tripping over myself to keep up with his quick pace, shit he really was fast compared to me!

He stopped when we had gotten inside and looked around, there wasn't that many people inside and I could see one of the girls that was on the floor, her eyes widening the slightest from seeing me standing there with Jonah making me blush like hell. He didn't seem to care when he walked further in and I saw more of my coworkers, like they could sense that some shit was about to go down, and I would be in the smack middle of it.

"Hello, everyone, can I have some attention!?" I just stared at him, gawking when he was looking around and peoples stopped what they were doing, my coworkers already whispering amongst themselves and I just realized what he was going to do, no! oh fuck no he wasn't doing that, I would die from embarrassment if he did!

"Jonah... no..." I was begging him when he didn't care, it just made him even more pissed and I took a deep breath, this was going to suck.

"I like to officially make it clear that I am Andrea Wilson's boyfriend, and if anyone has got a fucking problem with that, you can come and talk to me..." He used the dark voice in the end and the worst part was that people listened, they did. nobody could resist Jonah's charm or energy just coming from him, you just wanted to listen, to follow him. I could see that now, people's eyes just being slightly clearer, like they had just woken up from hearing him speak, shit he really was dangerous like that.

I could already see my coworkers, gossiping, gawking and just not believing their eyes. Me, the most boring woman on the planet, was dating this young fierce guy that didn't take shit from anyone and wasn't afraid of anything, so fucking hot. "See baby, nobody cares, and I'm not fucking ashamed of anything." I made a bright smile against him, so he was crazy and impulsive when he got mad, but so was I, he was my perfect match.

I was smiling more when people were still staring but I didn't care anymore, let them f*****g look, let the whole world know that he was mine and nobody was going to stop us.

"Jonah, you are the best boyfriend, ever...." I made a small purring when he smiled even more, catching me when I was staring into his eyes, warm and calm, head tilted down and smiling, fuck I loved that, so handsome that I could die right here on the spot before everyone.

"You better fucking believe that, now go do whatever boring shit that you do in here." He smacked my ass making me do a surprised gasp when people where still looking making him smirk more, oh shit I really had played with fire making him do this, and he was going to push it even further if I said something.

He kissed me fast and making me out of breath from the soft lips on mine, the sweet mint that never tasted better then when he gave it to me.

I just stood there, when he winked at me walking out, leaving me alone with the million questions that people were going to have.

I just stumbled my way to the back, ignoring the eyes that was around me. Some were laughing thinking it was cute, others were frowning, making me feel bad, but I said I wouldn't care, and I wasn't going to, Jonah was my boyfriend and nothing or nobody would change that.

I was going into the breakroom; I still can't believe I had been able to avoid James all day and that he hadn't chew my head off for just leaving him when I heard the last words being out in the air before people saw me and got quiet.

"I thought she was dating James. Isn't that how she got Margets old job?" My heart being in my stomach when I heard stuff like that, me and James were just friends, but people only saw what they wanted, believed what was easiest for them.

"I never dated James, you got that, all of you?!" I sneered, I was sick of being the hot topic already, couldn't just people leave me alone and be happy, what was so wrong with that?

"Oh, I'm sorry Andrea... I just... you know since you lived with him and...." I snapped my eyes at the girl talking. her name was Erin, she was cute and young, and a f*****g gossip, just like the rest of them when I frowned, feeling my eyes going dark on her, that bitch. She was going to keep her mouth shut from now on.

"Yes, I did, and now I don't, but we never dated, never ever, just friends, got that Erin?!" I said her name mockingly knowing I was going to have it bite me in the a*s later, but I didn't care, I was sick of them having my life to laugh at all the time. "Yeah, we can tell by that hickey on your neck..." I touched my neck and smiled, I hadn't even seen it, so used to them that when people saw them snickering, fuck them all. So Jonah made hickeys, I wasn't going to feel ashamed of that, the opposite, I was going to be proud.

I was just about to tell them all to go to hell when a familiar voice but still not was heard behind me, leaving my coworkers in a frozen state, seeing James standing behind me.

"That's enough!" I cowered too, just as much as the rest of them before he cleared his throat and I looked behind me slowly, seeing the man with clip-on tie and glasses regaining his posture, like he was one second from snapping right here in the breakroom. "This is not something to discuss in a place of business. my personal life is my own, just as much as Andrea, unless we are to talk about everything and then I'm going to start telling on you sleeping with a married man Erin?" he looked smug when I made a small gasp from the satisfied glint in his otherwise kind eyes that was sharp and hostile when Erin started to blush, making everyone know that he was telling the truth.

"Rob is just trying to tell his wife, but she is sick, okay? It's not a good time!" she was standing up, looking angry when my own rage faded, the right time? She should have f****d Ryan, at least he did leave me, even if it took him a couple of years. "It never is...." I just sounded sad, and she looked at me like I was the villain all the sudden, like I was the wife that he couldn't leave.

"You shouldn't talk, your husband left you for some younger girl, and now you are no better, just look at you, screwing some guy that is half your age!" she made a sneer at the end when I just chuckled at her anger, half my age? How old did the bitch think I was?! "Oh, I'm screwing him alright, all fucking night and then some, which is more then you get, sneaking out from some goddam motel like rats behind his wife's back!" I felt the hand on my shoulder, making me flinch from the pressure of the hand that squeezed me, getting me back from the hard rage coursing through my body, f**k I hated that pretty bitch!

I stopped, panting when I didn't listen to her ranting and turned around, seeing James's kind eyes, and I felt even worse, shit. He was being nice to me, and I didn't deserve it, not at all.

We walked out, after he told off Erin that she better check her attitude or loose her job making me smirk, yeah being friends with the boss had its perks.

"James... God... I'm so sorry... about yesterday... I f****d up." He just smiled, walking into my office and I sat down, ignoring that he was still standing, I was tired after having a minor break down over that bitch.

"Yeah, the meatloaf was nice though." He smiled when I made a sad one back, f**k again, why was he so sweet to me? I was a mess, and I didn't deserve all this forgiveness.

"Jonah... I'm sorry about him too... he is always so rude, and its not just you, he is like that to most people he is around..." I stopped when I was thinking over my words, was he? Was he really and a*****e to people? I had seen him around strangers, he was charming and made people laugh, just like James, so maybe he just saved being an a*****e for people he cared about.

"You know what, scratch that, he was just jealous as hell, and I'm sorry for that." I sank down with my head and ignored the chocolate bar I had in my drawer, since I had that stupid salad for lunch, I was going to starve to death, but hey at least I would look good doing it.

"Why are you sorry for? You don't owe me Andrea, you never said that you would stay forever... I just... I just didn't expect it to happen so soon, that's all..." he seemed sad again and I got a lump in my throat seeing him, oh my god he was such a sweetheart underneath all that hardass he had, making me feel like a villain again.

"But I do! I do James and I know that. you have been a really good friend to me, and I should never have left you like that, Jonah could have f*****g waited a day more, wouldn't have killed him..." he frowned, and I knew it was my cursing, well I cursed, a lot. He sighed and leaned over my desk, coming closer making me feel smaller and just smiled at me like he wouldn't have mind that, Jonah waiting, oh I bet he felt that way, since Jonah treated him like trash when he didn't deserve it.

"Aright, I get it. You are back at your boyfriend, that is .... younger?" he had leaned back again, looking more amused, teasing me when I blushed, that's right, now that everybody knew I could just as well own up to it, God knows Jonah hadn't giving me much choice in the matter.

"Yeah... yeah... its complicated... oh god he really is young isn't he!? I mean look at me James, I look like crap these days and I'm only 33!" I made an attempt to fix my hair, I hated that it was short, I did, fuck why did I cut it off from the start?! "So what? That's nothing, I'm 41 Andrea and I'm still young, I think." He smirked when I came back up, ruffling my hair and I smiled back at his teasing.

James always looked so ordinary, like someone that you would never remember, but since I moved in, I couldn't see him that way anymore, he was handsome, maybe not as Jonah... but nobody was going to be hotter than him.

He had warm eyes, some kind of bluish grey that was observing me making me sit straight up and remember that we were at work, and it was not the time for me to bitch to him about shit that he shouldn't have to listen to when I had abandoned him. "You know what, I'm going to miss staying at your place, even if you are my boss and all that, you are a good guy James." I smiled more when he made a nervous grin and laughed at me being so overwhelming at him, like he was embarrassed all the sudden.

"I let you rent my unused room Andrea, that doesn't make me a good guy..." he snickered, and I smiled when his eyes where back on me, staring me down from where he was still standing up.

"Yeah... by the way... can I come and get my stuff, after work?" he just rolled his eyes making me smile again, oh he really was a good guy.

"Sure, you can ride with me home, since its not a secret what happens here, to anyone it seems..." he was going to the door when I smirked back, sure wasn't.

"Thanks James!" I yelled when he was already outside, just waving his hand like he got it and I leaned back, feeling better. Shit, I didn't deserve a friend like him.

My eyes kept going back to the drawer before I gave up and just took it, the bar, eating it fast and hating myself, my life and that I had no self-control at all.

"Fuck." I missed the trashcan throwing the wrapper and just leaned back again, well that was it then, no pro-ball career was waiting for me, so I better just do what I was hired to do.