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“Go. Away.” She enunciated clearly.
Yep, she was awake now.
“It’s wakey—”
Brax easily caught the pillow that she flung at him and started laughing. “You’ve slept long enough. You haven’t eaten since we left Gideon’s place, you have to be hungry.”
Jenny rolled over, and Brax caught a look of her tousled hair and sleep-soft face. She looked beautiful. “Don’t lie to me, I saw how much you ate last night. You must have a hollow leg that needs to be filled on an hourly basis. You’re the one who’s really hungry, admit it,” she grumbled.
“You’re right, I am. And I want company. So, get your cute ass out of bed and come with me.”
She’d been ready to object. He’d watched her mouth open, but as soon as he called her ass cute, her eyes got wide, and she’d closed and opened her mouth like a guppy. Good to know, complimenting her ass was a way to stop an argument.
“Brax, don’t you have something else to do today?”
“Nope, it’s Sunday. Like every other normal person, I have the day off. I’ll wait in the other room while you get ready to go.”
“You do know I’m going to take a shower, right? This is going to take a while.”
“You do know that I’m going to appreciate your efforts, right?” Brax said with a grin.
“You’re such a man.”
“I’m glad you noticed.”
He sat back on the couch and rested his bare feet on the coffee table, hoping that the cleaning staff knew enough to clean all the surfaces between guests. He had turned his phone onto its battery saver setting the night before, so he turned it back to full steam while he waited for Jenny. He had a long message from CiCi telling him how much she liked Jenny and how great it would be if he could bring her over for dinner some night. Then there were three messages from Mateo. Each one pushier than the last. He wanted the scoop on his relationship with Jenny. It hadn’t taken long for the Omega Sky rumor mill to kick in. He’d bet his bottom dollar it was Gideon who’d spilled the beans.
Before he could decide who to call back, his phone rang. It was Mateo.
“Yo,” he answered.
“What’s going on between you and Jenny?”
“Nothing.”
“Yeah, I believe that. Try again.”
“Seriously, there’s nothing going on.”
“Why didn’t you pick up Faith last night?”
Brax thought about stringing Mateo on a little bit more. It was fun. But he would really like to talk things out with somebody.
“I spent the night at her hotel room… On the couch.”
“Smartass. Try that on somebody else. I know you’ve been calling her. A lot. And you took her out at least once. So how deep are you in?”
“That’s the thing, I don’t know. Yeah, I admit it, I think I might be getting in deep. I tried to talk her into talking to a psychologist, but that was a no go. That’s what yesterday with the women was all about. I’m hoping one of them might have convinced her it was okay to see a professional.”
“Gideon told me who all was there. I think talking to them probably helped a lot,” Mateo said.
“I’ve seen her have two panic attacks. It’s going to take more than an evening with the ladies to get over her trauma. I think we might have something here, but I don’t think she’s in the headspace to be ready for anything serious.”
Mateo didn’t respond.
“What?”
“I didn’t say anything,” Mateo responded.
