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“I’ve been trying to ignore you.”
“Don’t be like that, Deej.”
“Be like what?” I hiss.
“I hated the way we left things.”
“You didn’t seem to hate where yourthingwas when I caught you sending pictures of it to your ex-girlfriend.”
He blushes. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. What happened back then was a misunderstanding.”
I walk faster.
So does he. “Even though you were out of pocket for throwing my cell phone in a blender after we broke up, I totally understand why you did it and I forgive you.”
My eyes zip to Sazuki’s back. He’s wearing a sharp navy blue jacket over rigid shoulders. His trousers are impeccably tailored to long legs. Brown loafers complete the outfit. Despite how put-together he looks, there’s an extra sharpness to the swing of his arms. Like a bright and shining sword that can cut with a swipe.
“Now is not the time, Jordan,” I grumble.
“Does that mean you’ll grab coffee with me later and we can talk?” he asks hopefully.
“No,” I snap. His persistence used to be one of the qualities I loved about him. Now I just find it annoying.
“Deej, I miss you…”
“Ehem.” Suzuki cuts Jordan short. Eyes hard, he gestures to a classroom around the bended hallway.
I walk in first. The other men join me, but I’m barely paying them any attention. My eyes are too busy soaking in the luxurious music room, complete with soundproof walls, white carpets, and a sound booth.
Guitars hang on one wall. They’re designed to look like they’re floating and it makes an incredible effect. A drum set is encased in see-through glass panels. Sheet music and microphone stands cluster in a group like gossiping friends.
“Whoa. Are we allowed to walk in here?” I whisper. It’s so expensive-looking that I’m afraid my dirty sneakers will stain the carpet.
“Go in,” Sazuki encourages me.
I take a hesitant step.
“We’re calling this one the Mozart Suite. It is one of fifteen rooms.”
“F-fifteen?” My eyes whip to his. “One-five?”
His dimples make a quick appearance before they disappear behind his firm expression. “At night, the rooms can be rented out for classes, recording sessions, or band practices for traveling musicians and celebrities. During the day and in the evenings, they will be used for teaching.”
I take a deep breath, loving the smell of soundproofing foam. When I tip my chin up, I’m stunned to see that the soundproofing goes up to the walls. The entire ceiling is covered in expensive padding with custom, built-in lights.
“This must have cost a fortune,” I mutter, turning in a slow circle.
“It did,” he says matter-of-factly. “But it was important to me that we get it done quickly and well.”
I jump a little when I realize that Sazuki is closer to me than I expected. His sharp eyes linger on my face and I feel a strange tension crawling in the air between us. It’s more than just the usual ‘I want to stab your heart out’ energy. It’s something stickier. Something that stretches and moves like taffy.
My fingers quiver when his eyes drop to my lips. Heat washes over me and I curl my fingers against my jeans to keep from glancing away.
Jordan walks between us, cutting off our eye contact. He turns his nose up at the lavish room. “Isn’t this all a little unnecessary? They’re just kids. They don’t need all the bells and whistles to have a good time.”
“Your opinion is noted.” Sazuki slants Jordan a hard look. “Come this way.”
I follow Sazuki into a corner of the room. He presses a button and a mechanical whir fills the air. I squeak when the wall starts to spin.
