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Carrie looks around. “I’ll pack up and take Cindy to my apartment.”
Like hell she will.
She may view this situation as a problem. I see it as a solution. If I handle this right, I’ll get more time with the beauty before Declan and Abby return to New York.
“You’ll stay. Abby wants you here.” Since I’m paid very well to handle delicate negotiations, I present an opening offer to her. “Posey will work on the mural during the day, and I’ll stop in after work to add my artistic flair to it.”
Posey’s head snaps to the right. “You have an artistic flair?”
“Yes,” I lie.
I can color between the lines. That has to count for something. I have my daughter to thank for that. All those hours helping her with the color by number books my mom buys her are finally paying off.
“Are you saying I can ditch the office and work here during the day?” Posey questions, her eyes lighting up with hope.
“Yes,” I say, and this time it’s the God’s honest truth.
I need this mural done before Abby sets foot back in this apartment.
“You’ll pay me what we agreed to for the mural, and I’ll still earn my salary at the office?”
I’d say no fucking way to that if Carrie weren’t following this conversation as closely as she is.
Impressing the green-eyed beauty is my goal tonight so I up the ante with my employee, “I’ll give you a bonus if you get the mural done before Abby’s back and if you finish your work on the Polanco case.”
A grin plays on Carrie’s lips.
Posey doesn’t hide the broad smile that takes over her mouth. “You’ve got yourself a deal. I’ll start on the mural tomorrow morning.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Carrie
Posey tugs a sweatshirt over her head. The logo stamped on the front is one I’m all too familiar with. It’s from a restaurant two blocks from my apartment. I regularly order pizza from there, and after sampling their dessert offering with Telford last week, I’ll have that again as soon as I’m back in Brooklyn.
Posey’s hands drop to her hips. “If you’re ever in Brooklyn searching for great food, you should check out the menu at Franzini’s.”
“I order from there all the time,” I tell her. “I tried their dessert pizza recently, and it was just wow.”
“Right?” Posey claps her hands. “I got to taste test that before Elio put it on the menu.”
“You know Elio?” I smile. “The owner?”
“He’s my brother.” Her entire face lights up. “My older brother. There’s eight years between us, but we’re close or as close as possible because I’m always working.”
She tosses some major side eye in Rook’s direction, but he’s staring at me.
Thank goodness I put on a bra before I came back out here. My nipples have been in uncooperative mode since he arrived.
“Do you know Elio?” she questions with a tilt of her head.
She in no way, shape, or form resembles her brother. He’s tall, with dark hair and what Telford calls ‘brown bedroom eyes.’ Posey is around my height, which puts her at five feet two inches on a good day. She has blonde hair and blue eyes.
“We’ve met,” I explain, but don’t launch into the time Telford tried to set me up with the sexy restaurant owner.
I like the pizza at Franzini’s too much to risk a bad relationship ruining that.
“He’s a good guy.” She looks at Rook. “We should go, boss.”
