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Jane took offense and yet, she nodded. “I know. I’ve looked after her for so long, I just don’t know what she can do.” She lifted her hands to Thomas’s shirt and held the fabric in her fists. “What if people are mean to her because of her face? What if she doesn’t make friends?” She gulped emotionally. “What if she’s miserable?”
He put an arm around her shoulders and steered her through the security door. “She won’t be.”
“How do you know?”
“Because. Anita is cut from the same cloth you are. She’s strong and resilient and she’ll be fine.”
CHAPTER TEN
“Where is he?” Carter’s face was so loaded with thunderclouds, it could have been a paradigm of anger.
“What? Who?” Jane stepped inwards, coffee cup still clasped in hand, her expression showing her confusion. She hadn’t seen Carter in so long that the sight of him made her body throb with recognition and desire.
“The guy with the glasses. I swear, I’m going to slam them off his face.”
Thomas strode into the lounge at that precise moment, holding the air-conditioning filter in one hand. “Found the problem, hon. It’s long overdue for a clean out.” He looked up, and saw Carter. He frowned and pushed his spectacles back up his nose. “Oh. Hey.”
“Hey? Hey?” He turned back to Jane. “What the hell is going on, Jane?”
Jane was having trouble making sense of things. She hadn’t seen Carter in three days. And while his presence was sending arrows of pleasure into her body, it was also inspiring frustration. She stared up at him, her face showing exasperation. “What are you doing here?”
“Ruining your afternoon of fun, apparently.”
“Is this Carter?” Thomas asked, placing his coffee cup on the table and moving towards the furious billionaire.
Carter’s face flickered with emotion. “Carter Mann-Hughes.” He extended a hand. “And you are?” Desperate to get in Jane’s pants.
“A friend. Gay. Completely not interested. I’m Thomas.”
Jane hid a smile behind her coffee cup. “Thomas Wizolski, yes. This is Carter.”
She turned her back on her friend, so that she could face the man who she was consistently driven wild by.
“What are you doing here? You were meant to be giving me time,” she said with frustration, crossing her arms over her chest.
“I have been!” He shook his head. “It’s been three years since I saw you.”
“Three days,” she corrected with a small smile.
“And you’ve been with him?”
“Woah!” Thomas held his hands up. “I’m just helping her prepare, dude.” He put an arm around Jane’s shoulders. “I’ll leave you to it. Let me know how you go. I know you’re going to kill it.” He kissed her cheek and, with a nod at Carter, slipped out of the apartment.
Carter’s expression was exasperated. “Do you know that the Kremlin could take tips from you on keeping secrets?”
She glared at him. “I’m not keeping anything secret. I’m telling you what you need to know, when you need to know it. There’s a difference.”
“What’s Thomas helping you prepare for?”
She shrugged self-consciously. “Do you want a coffee? Tea?”
He glared at her with obvious frustration. “What is Thomas helping you prepare for? Jane, I’m not used to being dicked around like this.”
She stared at him in confusion. “I’m not meaning to.” She sucked in a deep breath and put her coffee cup down. Slowly, she walked towards
the threadbare sofa and sat down on the edge of it. She fixed him with a thoughtful glance and then opened her mouth. There wasn’t a gradual way to tell him what she was preparing for. “I’m taking my SATs tomorrow.”
He was genuinely shocked. He stared at her for so long that she wondered if he mightn’t be having some kind of heart attack.
