thought I didn’t bother doing mine, but really, it only took me a couple of minutes. I’m also a speed-reader. I definitely didn’t inherit the ability from Reina, so my father must have been some kind of a genius.”
“Or maybe you didn’t inherit it. Why couldn’t it just be you?”
She laughed uncomfortably and ran her fingers through her hair. “Maybe it’s one of the benefits of being a Muse.”
“It doesn’t matter where you got it from or why. It’s a gift and you should embrace it. I would’ve killed for that ability in college.”
“It does make a few things easier. I had no problem on the written portion of my driving test. Of course, I failed the practical twice before I got my license.”
He picked up her hand and laced their fingers, sweeping his thumb across her soft skin. “You won’t fail any of the tests Alexander set up for you. I won’t let you. Read the book and I’ll rummage through some boxes in my basement and find some of my grandmother’s old recipes. Oh, and I’ll order you the tax code. It’s several large books, but it doesn’t sound like it will pose a problem for you.”
Her breathing grew ragged and he had a difficult time dragging enough air into his own lungs. Filled with her lavender scent, the room smelled fresh and flowery rather than dusty and damp.
“If I don’t show up for work one night, come to my apartment and make sure I didn’t die from boredom,” she whispered, her face moving closer to his.
“Maybe you should move in with me just to be safe,” he suggested, his lips hovering over hers.
She made a little gasp and closed her eyes, which he took as permission. He’d waited long enough to taste her mouth.
A knock sounded at the door. Her eyes flew open and she sat back in her seat, jerking her hand from Braden’s. “Come in,” she said, even though it wasn’t her office.
The door opened and Jon stuck his head in. “Hey, Honey. I thought I’d surprise you. Why’s it empty out there?”
“We closed for a special party,” Braden remarked, annoyed one of his employees allowed Jon inside their restaurant, especially after hours. He was going to have to talk with them and make it clear that Jon wasn’t welcome. Besides, Lola would break-up with him soon. There’d be no reason for the guy to be on the property other than to spy, which was what he was doing with Lola. It had to be. How could that brilliant woman be so naïve?
She got up and hugged Jon. “What a nice surprise. Braden was just teaching me about accounting, but you know me, it went right over my head.”
Jon rubbed her shoulder. “That’s okay, Honey. You’re smart in your own way. You’re a musical genius.”
She smiled, but Braden could tell it was fake. Smart in her own way. What a jerk. The woman was so brilliant it hurt to look at her. It was time for the loser to take a hike.
“Lola and I weren’t quite finished,” he said, looking at her, willing her to send Jon away.
“I thought you were spending the night,” Jon said, clearly for Braden’s benefit.
She shifted from foot to foot as she explained to Braden, “Reina is still bunking at my place. I tried to get her to move in with Ryan and Portia, but she thinks they need their privacy. They live in a flippin’ mansion. She could stay with them and never see them. Me, I open my eyes and she’s in my face.”
Braden wanted to growl and throw her over his shoulder. She couldn’t possibly go home with Jon after what they’d shared today. If Jon hadn’t interrupted, he had no question they would’ve taken their relationship to the next level.
He waited for her to deny Jon’s offer.
“Let’s go,” she said to Jon before facing Braden with a sheepish expression. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.” She and Jon left the office before Braden could protest.
The thought of her lying in that slime’s arms all night, making love with him, burned his insides. Jon had used her mother as an
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