Chapter 43

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Tyler's POV

I'm staring at Daniel's clearly discombobulated expression as he is trying to process my insane sounding proposal. His mouth hangs open, and his eyes are like saucers...and I am running out of patience.

"Well?" I prod, feeling my knee bounce nervously under the desk. "Are you up for it or not?"

He finally, tears his eyes away from me, and scratches the back of his head.

"Erm...I'm just still not exactly sure why you want to do this, Ty," he says, and shrugs his shoulders. "I mean, not too long ago you would go into a jealous rage if I so much as stood next to Carrie, and now this? I just don't get it."

"That is not your concern. Your involvement in this has to stay precisely within the parameters which I have established. I don't want to be questioned about my motives. All I need you to do is execute. Are you willing to do it, or should I just ask Calvin?"

"Whoa, there...Calvin? Seriously? You think Carrie would go for someone like him? No way. At least I have some shit in common with her."

"That's why I am asking you first," I say through clenched teeth. "If you're not up for it, I'll just find someone else--"

"Okay, okay. I'll do it. I mean, just for the record, I think it's totally fucked up, but hey...it's your relationship. If you ask me, this is a terrible idea, and Carrie doesn't deserve this."

"Well, I am not asking you your opinion, am I. And remember, if you so much as put a finger on her..."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Just make a pass at her...without actually making a move."

"Do you think you can do it? I mean, I know you two already have some kind of a weird vibe going...so this won't really be too much of a stretch for you."

"We don't have a weird vibe, Tyler. She's just a cool girl, and I like talking to her. I really don't understand why you need to subject her to this stupid test...and put me in this awkward as hell position."

"First of all, you don't need to understand any of this. Secondly, as you know, you owe me a favor...and it's time to pay the piper. Don't question me, and just fucking do it."

Daniel rolls his eyes at me, and crosses his arms. "Fine," he mumbles. "But after this, we're square, so don't come asking me for anything else."

"Don't worry. After this, we're even," I assure him. "And remember, don't breathe a word of this to anyone."

"What if she really freaks out, you know?"

"Just apologize profusely, and tell her you're high and not thinking straight. I don't really give a shit what kind of an excuse you give her. Just be convincing."

"Ugh...this is going to be rough."

"Oh please, you pick up girls like it's your second job. I've seen you in action, and I know you can charm the panties off of anyone. Jus don't take it too far," I warn. "Remember, the littlest things count. Even if she doesn't come out and say it, if you notice that she's being flirtatious back with her body language, that's enough, and I want you to get the hell out of there."

"Okay, okay...don't worry. I'm good at reading subtle cues," he says with a sleazy smirk, and I am starting to have second thoughts.

Am I completely mental for going through with this? Probably. But not knowing if I can trust Carrie around other guys is for sure going to kill me. This has to be done.

I hear a knock on the office door, and I gesture for Daniel to go open it. He opens the door, and Carrie walks in. I was expecting her to come by after work, but not for another hour.

"Hey, Daniel," I hear my girlfriend's voice and my heart flinches. "I'm glad I ran into you," she continues, ignoring me as I walk over to stand next to her. "My coworker has an extra ticket to the International Film Festival for next weekend. Are you interested in having it? She's just giving it away, and I know how much you love foreign cinema."

This is too fucking perfect. "Why don't you and Daniel go together," I offer.

Finally, Carrie looks at me, with a confused sort of expression. "Oh, well, it's just the one ticket, and the rest are sold out, so..."

"Thanks for thinking of me," Daniel says, smiling at her like a lovesick puppy. "I'd love to have it."

Carrie smiles back at him, and I am beginning to feel nauseous. I need to get this over with quickly, or the whole thing will have to be called off.

"You came earlier than I expected," I say to Carrie, as I walk back over to my desk and pretend to read over some documents.

"Oh, well, I had a light day at work, and I thought I'd come by and surprise you," she tells me.

I open my laptop, and start typing without looking at her. "You know, I am actually kind of swamped right now. Have some important emails to attend to, so...."

"Well, that's okay. I won't distract you. I'll just hang out until you're done," she offers.

Daniel is still standing by the door, staring at Carrie like she's the daily fucking special. Well, I did ask for this...

"Why doesn't Daniel give you a ride home, I mean, I really am so busy, I just might have to stay at the office late into the night."

Carrie looks disappointed, and Daniel is quick to take my cue.

"Yeah, I'd love to give you a ride. Maybe you can show me that DVD collection you've been bragging about."'

She gives him a friendly smile, and nods.

"I'll text you later," I tell her, and she walks over to me, and leans in for a kiss.

I look at her beautiful face, and an image of Kenneth ravaging her lips rips through my mind. I can't even bring myself to look at her right now, so I just give her a hug and push her away from my body.

I can tell by her body language that she's a little put off by my coldness, but she doesn't say anything.

As I watch them head out the door, I see Daniel place his hand at the small of her back. I told him not to fucking touch her. The bastard better keep his damn hands to himself.

I grip my hair by the roots and tug on it, as I feel a wave of anxiety wash over me. Fuck if this isn't the hardest thing to bear.

Alright, I can get through this. Just gotta keep my cool. I know Carrie won't fail me.

The door closes behind them and I am left alone in my office, wondering if this is all going to blow up in my face. 

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