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I just laugh. “Damn Mia, you forgot to take his blood type and family history.”
She grins at me.
Lunch is pleasant and the rest of the day goes by in converting documents into a more standard and concise form.
I leave before Jace does and I’m kind of glad because it would be so weird to run into him at the elevator or in the building.
I don’t see Uncle Raymond because he was in a meeting and as soon as I go home, I climb into bed and I’m out like a light.
Three hours later, I shoot up straight, my body covered in sweat as I stare blindly at the wall.
Huddling in a ball under the covers, I cover my ears with my hands, trying to drown out the screaming in my head.
3
Jace
“I like her.”
I roll my eyes at Kendall, who’s stuffing her face with pizza. “You just like her because she complimented your hair.”
“Who complimented your hair?” Caleb looks up from where he’s going through a document.
Kendall waves off his question. “Jace’s new intern. Pretty little thing.”
“She’s twenty-two,” I tell her.
“Huh.” Kendall slowly chews her food, looking surprised. “She looks eighteen. Maybe it’s because of her getup.”
“Hashem didn’t let you hire someone, huh?” Caleb studies me.
I scowl in response.
We’re sitting in Caleb’s office because Kendall and I were supposed to have dinner together but Caleb had some work to wrap up, so I ended up getting dragged here instead.
“She dresses like a five-year-old picked her clothes,” I mutter in response to Kendall’s comment.
She eyes me, her gaze sharp, a small smirk on her lips. “Look at yo
u, noticing a woman.”
“W-What?” I splutter, sitting up so suddenly that my drink splashes on my hand. “I’m not —that’s not—She’s my intern, for God’s sake!”
Kendall laughs, maliciously, her eyes trained on me. “You’ve only known her for one day but you’re already correcting other people on her age and you’re commenting on her clothes.”
“I don’t have to sit here and listen to this.” I glower at her, even as I grab another slice of pizza, not making any attempt to move.
When my sister just laughs, I toss the cushion behind my back at her, making her drink spill over the white couch.
Caleb doesn’t even look up from where he’s working. “That’s coming out of your salary.”
“How come you didn’t say anything to her?” I grumble.
He raises a brow as he looks up. “Because she’s my wife. And stop hitting on your intern.”
“I didn’t even say anything to her!” I complain.
He ignores me.
