Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 106330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 532(@200wpm)___ 425(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I started to smile at her. I really missed being her roommate.
Erica finished her drink as she looked to the side. “I’m feeling a little frisky myself.”
“Frisky?” I turned.
She was looking right at Wanker, who was gazing down into his drink, as Jake and Tara were talking to him.
“Yeah, so…” Erica gave Kian a pointed look. “Nothing against everyone here, but I don’t trust anyone besides myself or Kian at your side, and”—her eyes cut back to Wanker—“I’m thinking I’m long overdue for making a move myself, so please, go and make your move. Take your still-mysterious-hot-guy to some empty office here and make love.” She muttered under her breath, “I know I’m about to.”
I didn’t say a word. I wouldn’t dare. If I did, I was afraid she’d change her mind, and this whole thing with her and Wanker, it was how she said it. Long overdue. I’d contain my excitement for them until the next day, but when she stayed rooted in front of me, I pushed her toward Wanker. One firm nudge. That was it.
She let out a breath. “Oh, boy.” She handed me her empty glass. Tugging her shirt down, she smoothed her hands down her front before starting for him. “Okay. Here I go.”
She cast me one last look over her shoulder.
I was still too scared to jinx it, so I gave her two thumbs up. She laughed, but rolled her eyes. I held my breath until she stepped next to Jake and Tara. I migrated toward Kian then, but waited to see what would happen.
Kian watched with me as Erica took Wanker’s hand, gave his drink to a Tara. She didn’t say anything. He started to reach for his glasses, but she grabbed that hand too and holding both of them behind her back, she dragged him from the room.
Kian murmured near my ear, “It’s about time, right?”
I nodded. He had no idea how true his statement was. “Thank you for this.”
“Happy birthday.” His eyes darted to my lips and stayed there for a moment before jumping back to my eyes.
I smiled. He knew what I wanted.
He wanted the same thing, but he said, “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” I took his hand.
Paul was still standing there. Whatever conversation he’d been having with himself slid away. He was looking at us with confusion.
I said to him, “Thank you for letting us have a party here.”
His eyes skirted to Kian’s.
I ignored the look. “And please make Henry feel secure. My former nemesis said he’s worried he’ll be let go. Who knew he was annoying because of his insecurities?”
“Nemesis?” Paul was still staring at Kian before he cleared his throat. He chugged the rest of his drink and gestured to the bar. “Okay. Yes. Well. Happy birthday, Jo…rdan. And I’ve no doubt you’ll be fine from now on, and remember, give me a call whenever you want your old job back.” He tried to hide a grin.
It was silly, wanting to return to my hostessing job, but hearing those words made me feel good. Maybe someday I could be a normal girl again.
“Thank you, Paul.”
He tugged at his shirt collar. “On that note, I need another drink. I’m off the clock tonight. Might as well make the most of it.”
I waited until he was gone and signaled for one of the guards. He dispatched from the wall immediately and came to our side, turning so that he was blocking everyone from coming over. Kian watched me, knowing there was something on my mind.
I shifted closer to him. “You own this place?”
Kian stilled, holding my hand. “Who told you?”
I gave him a look. “If you were to guess?”
“Snark.” His eyes rolled upward. “He really is your father figure.”
“What do you mean?”
“He confronted me about it a while ago. I asked him to keep quiet. I was going to tell you, but I wanted the right time.”
“Why?” I leaned in close.
I could almost feel everyone’s eyes on us, but I was getting used to it. Even in this room, I knew these people, but the sight of Kian and me being together still drew attention. It was one of those things that I didn’t think would change anytime soon.
Kian looked down into my eyes, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. His hand lingered there for a moment before going to touch my lip for a split second. He lifted a shoulder. “I didn’t want to scare you.”
“Being my real boss would’ve scared me?” But I thought about it. It would’ve made me wary, if I hadn’t known his feelings.
He nodded. “I bought it for two reasons. The first was to piss off my dad.”
His father had been approving of me more lately, but Kian told me that he hadn’t been in the beginning. He still didn’t want his father anywhere near me.