Page 53 of Love In Hiding

Braylon didn’t know the half of it. Nor would Spencer admit they shared a room.

There were some things that weren’t worth going into and it wasn’t as if anyone would know that.

“She was fine.”

“You don’t have to cover for her. I’m sure she was her normal...to the point self.”

“She had her reasons when it came out,” he said. There was no reason to throw her under the bus when it seemed Braylon was aware of her personality. “But she knew who to direct it to and when. In the end, everyone was fine. Belinda was upset over the turn of events, but very cooperative.”

“That’s good to know. How is everything else going? I remember going to Maine with West years ago. I felt the smell of lobster clung to me for weeks.”

Spencer laughed. “I showered twice that night and took an extra long one this morning again. I feel as if it’s in my pores, but you tell me. You didn’t notice anything, did you?”

“I’m not going to get up and sniff you to find out.”

“Nor do I want you to,” he said, laughing. “Just that you didn’t notice it when I came in. I wanted to burn my clothes last night. I washed them twice too. They seemed fine once I put them away.”

“It’s probably because we aren’t used to it. A nice area, but not much to do or see. We were only there two days. Laken spent more time there once it was finalized.”

“She had to hate West for that.”

“Actually, other than the smell, she liked the area. Said it was more relaxing than she’d thought it’d be.”

He might have felt the same way if he weren’t sharing such cozy quarters with a woman who made his blood boil.

In more ways than one.

He wanted to go back to having her annoy him rather than turn him on.

He didn’t seem to get that wish though.

“I can see that,” he said. “It’s a different change of pace. One I notice when I visit Angel and Coy.”

“Big city living isn’t for everyone. Foster and Elias hate it.”

“I don’t think Angel had it in her to live in a big city either. Me, I like it. Most times.”

They went back to work after the small talk, and he was walking back to his office thirty minutes later.

He left to go to the cafeteria, got an iced coffee and was returning to his desk when Noelle stopped him.

“Do you have a minute to go over a few things?” Noelle asked.

“I do. Come on in.”

He turned to his office, Noelle on his heels, then in the chair across from him.

“How did it go in Maine?”

“Well. London should be putting together a few things by early next week that will come to you, then to me to review.”

“I was hoping that,” Noelle said. “I knew they were going to hire another attorney, but didn’t think it’d be someone else I’d have to report to.”

This was news to him. “It was always going to be a senior position.”

“I know. I just thought maybe I’d proven myself.”

She was a few years shy of thirty, and from what he’d heard, pretty damn catty on top of it.