Page 190 of Prickly Romance


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“And?”

“And I have been meaning to meet your parents.”

“Mr. Sazuki.”

“Morning, sir.”

I lift a hand in greeting and stride past my employees.

Dejonae casts them a quick nod before lowering her voice. “That is a big step.”

“I would have taken that step a long time ago if I had it my way,” I tell her.

She frowns up at me.

I dig my fingers into the door handle to keep from touching her. “After you, Miss Williams.”

“Thank you, Mr. Sazuki,” she grinds out.

The room is full already. I abhor tardiness and it has trickled into the psyche of all the employees.

“Mr. Sazuki.” Miss Cottingham rises when I enter.

I wave her back to her seat.

She and Dejonae exchange frosty looks.

They have developed a functional working relationship, but the scandal with the reporter left its mark.

Dejonae takes her seat around the table. The harsh look she floats my way informs me that the conversation is not over.

I wipe my chin to keep my smile away. This is not the time and place to expose how amusing I find her.

After settling in my chair, I start the meeting. We discuss the MTBs, which the instructors have been training with for a few weeks now. We then discuss the group classes and our ability to handle an influx of students.

Since the article’s release, we have been receiving requests not only from parents, but from churches, schools and community centers who wish to participate in the program.

While the admin give their presentations on how they are choosing students, I find my eyes straying to Dejonae. She is listening intently to the discussion but, when she feels me watching her, her eyes falter.

I have iron concentration… unless she is in the room.

Her eyes narrow at me.

I glance down to hide my smile.

The room falls quiet.

“Mr. Sazuki, did you have something to say?”

I straighten immediately. “No. Carry on.”

The presenter gives me a strange look before proceeding.

Dejonae laughs behind her hand. I give her a sharp look, but she does not quiver as others would. Her eyes continue to tease me.

When it is her turn to speak, she gets up and gives her speech with confidence.

“So far, students have made immense progress and that’s largely due to the instructors and to the early adoption of the MTB. We’re seeing a better grasp of concepts such as rhythm and timing. But one of the hardest things we’re dealing with right now is belief.”

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