maternity, should she need it. I wasn't aware of this when I interviewed her," Darnell said hiding his disappointment.
"Oh she's not pregnant yet. We're just talking about it. More me talking. I just wanted to have something to argue about when I bring it up again," Will said.
Darnell took it to mean Jenna didn't want children right away and Will did. He smiled about that. When Macy came back alone he waited for a few minutes for Jenna to return. Macy and Will picked up with their conversation so Darnell went to look for Jenna.
He realized the wine must have lowered her inhibitions. He also realized the wine took off the pretenses and sometimes the truth comes out whether we intend it or not. When he ran into Jenna inside the house she had been lost. For that split moment it took everything he had not to kiss her. Then she had to open her mouth and say what he had thought all along. What if...
Chapter Five
The barbecue had gone well with exception to drinking too much wine. Jenna swore off it determining to make her marriage work. She figured if she could get through this silly crush she had developed on Darnell then she and Will could survive anything.
Work proved to make it difficult though. She was, after all, Darnell's assistant. She had to learn the company inside and out which meant she'd be by his side a lot. She hated that her little life suddenly took on turmoil that she couldn't share with anyone else, so she suffered in silence. It didn't help that Darnell was still the same sweet person she knew way back, with his endearing blue eyes, his concern over her well-being, the way he looked at her. It still melted her heart and she hated herself for it.
Darnell started by having Jenna redo the files in her office. After he outlined what he expected of her she went to work trying to make sense of the plethora of papers that haphazardly lay on the shelves in her office. When Darnell checked on her he felt sorry for the mess so he joined her in the cleanup effort.
Jenna sat in the middle of her floor, papers strewed everywhere, as she methodically and painstakingly read through each one before depositing it in a pile. Darnell stood back away from her view just watching her before finally stepping in to offer help.
Ahem. Jenna's eyes snapped up from her intense work and she smiled upon seeing Darnell. "What are you doing dear?" Darnell asked as he stepped into the room.
"Oh, I'm sorting these papers. They need filed in different folders. Many are past documents, but it's always best to keep impeccable records. So that's all I'm doing," Jenna said and proceeded to explain what each pile represented.
So the two sat in the floor and reminisced about old times, laughing and chatting on and on. At one point Jenna paused and looked at Darnell. "About the other night..."
Darnell shook his head. "No need Jen. You had wine, it was a moment," Darnell tried to say.
"No, it was inappropriate. I guess I had a lot on my mind that day. Wine and fatigue don't mix. Plus running into you, well it sort of threw me for a loop," Jenna said keeping her eyes on the papers.
"Hey, stop." Darnell put his hand on Jenna's causing her to momentarily cease the paperwork. "It's okay. I suppose it needed to be said. And it's good we can talk about this out in the open."
Jenna smiled and withdrew her hand. "Okay. I won't beat myself up for asking it."
"Truth is, I've asked myself that same question. The answer is I honestly don't know."
"How could we know without turning back the clock? You moved off, I stayed here. Life went on. It just well, we never had closure," Jenna said as she shuffled through another pile of papers. It felt good to talk to Darnell about it even though it felt a little taboo at the same time. She could never bring this up with Will.
After that it didn't take much to keep encountering little moments, the almost moments, the pauses and deep looks into one another's eyes. The gentle brushes of their hands when working